3rd January: The Wolf Moon rose as Space Loch began.
A bit of a coincidence, perhaps, but one that felt meaningful.
The January full moon is often called the Wolf Moon, a name with roots in Celtic and Old English folklore. It’s thought to come from a time of deep winter, when wolves were more visible, heard calling across frozen landscapes. Not as symbols of fear, but as creatures that know how to survive at the edges, between forest and field, darkness and light.
In Celtic myth, wolves are often associated with thresholds. They appear as guardians and guides, moving between worlds rather than belonging fully to one. There’s something quietly powerful in that idea, crossings rather than endings, movement rather than arrival.
That feels close to where Space Loch is right now.
This studio is still very new. It’s being shaped more by curiosity than certainty and by questions rather than answers. I’m exploring imagery that sits somewhere between the engineered and the imagined, informed by Scotland’s landscapes and its growing relationship with space, science, and future-facing technology.
Beginning under the Wolf Moon felt like a good place to start. A calm moment, letting something new take shape.
