Imagine You Are A Tree

I was asked to submit a piece for the British Woodcarvers Association ‘Childhood’ exhibition. I could not think of anything until I remembered Music and Movement at school. A very plummy English voice would say “And now children, I want you to find yourself a space, and when the music begins, imagine that you are…” I was hopeless at it. There were always girls who went to tap and ballet classes who looked so elegant. I am the one that looks as if he is falling over.

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