WRITTEN IN STONE

The full size of the rock is now evident. 

Using scaffold poles that could do with being twice the length, the rock leaves its bed.

Although I didn’t know it at the time, getting the rock to this point had broken my back.

A temporary resting place.

My KLR model gave me an idea.

Yep it fits.

The last push and the rock is standing.

My back gets bolted together.

Five years later I have an idea.

A rock tattoo, engraving is a more common term I think, sculpture even.

So begins the dusty inscription.

Intense concentration as mistakes are not easily corrected.

Now the colouring in starts.

I’ve done it.

Give it a wash and it turns out to be quite striking.

I’ve even made a little flower bed.

Written in stone for seasons to come.

So now I have my rock book title tattoo.

I predict pilgrimages.