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I responded to a commission to make a cross for St Agnes Church in Cawston. The brutality of her experience, the vulnerability of holding beliefs contrary to state power led me to dig a mould out of the earth in my garden. I wanted to connect with how persecuted people need to whisper and conceal their thoughts and beliefs or face the consequences , like Agnes. Once again, I felt that the imagery and ideas I was searching for already exists, close to hand. I thought about the generations of people who have come to Hall Road in search of the healing properties of spa water and medicinal leeching. Every day I walk up and down Hall Road. I began paying closer attention to the springs and spas and the leech pond that exist along the road. The practice of digging a cross out of the earth made me think about soil and how else I could use it. I felt that by using the earth around the leech pond and the water from the springs I could connect with the potential of the material to carry some of its historic purpose, to heal and restore. I started to fix the leech pond soil to the wall pieces, the human presence, embedded within the wall, being offered some balm, an opportunity to heal.
Matt Phelps







