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Posts by Author: Candida Wingate

An imprinted and marked metal clay disc in the palm of a hand Blog posts

Being part of something bigger

Our final Coins and Crosses session; between unveiling the metal clay pendants, applying gold leaf to the bowls and creating the I am From poems with De Lucy House residents, it was a joyfully busy – and emotional – day.

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It's brought us all together Blog posts

Alchemy

The clay bowls have dried, and this week in Coins and Crosses we transform them from base clay utensils to shimmering gold vessels.

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Leaves pressed into a wet clay bowl with a hand holding an ear of corn using it to decorate the rim of the bowl Blog posts

Bowlfuls of meaning

Coins and Crosses week 3 sees us exploring Anglo-Saxon beliefs and creating large clay bowls inlaid with aromatic leaves and wild flowers.

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Seed heads stuck in a blob of blue plasticine. Harvest Time by Jo Blog posts

Making their mark

The second week of Coins and Crosses sessions finds us using plasticine and metal clay to recreate small pendants inspired by the amazing jewellery discovered with the Winfarthing Lady

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Oh moon how you shine so bright, you look so small tonight News

Taking us to the Moon at First Light Festival

Celebrating the moon and so much more at First Light Festival 2026

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My Happy Place Blog posts

From Filey Brigg to Carrow Road, by way of Winfarthing

Our creative heritage project, Coins and Crosses, starts in Diss and Attleborough, where participants are introduced to the amazing discovery of the Winfarthing Lady and then ‘introduce’ themselves, by revealing a little bit about where they come from.

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Fluffy clouds drawn with a charcoal stick Blog posts

Cloud gazing

Constable-inspired cloud gazing with the Brave Artists in Bury St Edmunds

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Passion = hwyl. Leave they frogs be. Broadmoor alarm Monday 10am. Getting on the same wavelength. Listening to music keeps my husband alive. 7. Chicken roundabout. I cannot stand the sound of a lone piper. My dad took me to my first match at 11 in Norwich. Welsh National Anthem sung by a choir or a crowd Blog posts

Extra Time – for the last time – at Britten Court

Shelly and Candida revisit Britten Court, this time with the Extra Time banner and story box, for a football-inspired chat with the residents. The conversation may have started with football, but by the end we had covered everything from the etiquette for entering a house to the optimum time to attempt a break out from Broadmoor.

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