I arrived at Sumburgh Head Lighthouse in Shetland with the warnings of Storm Gertrude.
She was wild. As fierce as I have ever experienced. With winds of 100mph and gusts of 110mph she sustained her thrashing wails for nearly 24 hours.
What grieved her? Whatever it was, the lighthouse whistled loudly all day and all night, ignoring her, not bothering, keeping her at bay.
I have never felt so solid, so contained as she raged around me.
A good storm to clear the way. What a grounding start to a months artist’s residency.