We spent a wonderful windy morning exploring
Tout Quarry Sculpture Park on Portland. I wish I'd had my netbook with me so I could have found out a bit more about it beforehand (it's got over 70 sculptures spread through an old quarry). But stumbling across sculptures, some partly hewn,emerging from the stone, had it's own magic particularly as we had the site to ourselves. You never knew what might be around the next corner or if shapes were natural or intentional .
The 'hand of the maker' was very evident, this one scratched like graffitti into a rock by the coastal path. It was bizarre coming out of this alternative world onto a well-used path ( a jogger passed us with her dog just as we emerged )
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