GROUNDMOUTH

GROUNDMOUTH started murmuring unknowingly 5 years ago between allotments when me and artist Harry Martin started huddling around dye baths, sharing skills, spinning flax, getting enthralled about trash and loosing ourselves down Wikipedia worm holes.
Gradually something gathered momentum, and in 2024 our collective practice of sound, sculpture, psychogeography and craft took a body in the dream realm of
‘the field’ residency and named itself GROUNDMOUTH…

Follow our wanderings @groundmouth

And our most recent project ‘STOMACH OF SILT’ and exhibition at @gloamgallery in partnership with @haarlemartspace , Curated by @stuburkeart.

Grout grid of hedgerows 

My refuge of wilderness 

Vetch, hawthorn, wild rose

Dog shit, toad flax, mugwort

Vape, tampon, teasle

The warehouses stand

Where the mills stood

Where the wheat fields stood 

Where the woodlands stood 

But my'word don't the jittys glitter some days 

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