The Wild Hours
The Rose and the Thorn
Earlier in the day, Wendy, a woman I had just met, told me that whenever she goes on family holidays she likes to ask the grandchildren after the holiday has ended, “Now tell me, what was the thorn and what was the rose?”
Everything That Travels With You
The closure of a large life chapter, I think is best done in May. December already feels enormous. Yet here I am, in the crossover plain between an old life and the start of a new one.
The Hanging Baskets Of Petunia
I knew petunia in rows and balcony pots. These were riotous, cascading, spherical and glorious.
The Place I Inhabit Is Them
I often wonder what memories of their childhood my daughters will carry. My foreign is closer to their normal, or even is their normal. Will they remember the hum and beep of motorbikes all around them, or just their kite and the circular island park, a fraction too devoid of wind?
A Riot of Koi-Ful Colour
A reflection on colour, travel photographs and the creative process. In this essay from The Wild Hours, Isa June traces how joyful combinations of reds, oranges, yellows and pinks discovered in everyday places inspired a series of textile collage artworks made from historic fabric fragments.
The Colours Of Vitality
A small meditation on fruit, attention and the changing meanings of everyday things. Isa June reflects on colour, memory and the vitality captured in a simple piece of fruit.
