We’re incredibly honoured to have been selected as recipients of the Ffern Folk Foundation Grant for 2026. To be chosen from nearly 200 applications, by a Guild we deeply admire, feels profoundly affirming.
With Ffern’s support, we’re excited to work alongside local communities across the West Country to bring forth a new processional giant. We’re excited to share more details on our plans for the project soon.
We’re also delighted to be in such inspiring company. Fellow recipients include Flossy and Boo, the Welsh theatre company. The Black British Folk Collective who will be founding Britain’s first regular folk club for Black and Global Majority people. And Manchester Urban Diggers will be deepening their work in city spaces, cultivating gardens and community-led workshops shaped by the seasonal rhythms of the year. We’re proud to stand alongside these projects and look forward to seeing how each takes root over the coming year.
Our thanks go to the Ffern Folk Foundation and to the Guild who made these selections: Zakia Sewell, Charlie Cooper, Ben Edge, Sam Lee, and Alex Merry.
We’re grateful, too, for the beautiful artwork by Will Powers.
Today marked the beginning of our giantmaking project with Leedstown School, as part of #ArtsLab. We were delighted to have Stephen Polglase with us, who shared his tale “The Last Giants” featuring Giants Wotholga and Tregonna from the nearby Godolphin and Tregonning Hill. Safe to say students in years 4, 5, and 6 enjoyed the …
The Corn Mother danced through the Oudolf Field, in gratitude for this years bountiful harvest… as the Gurt Wyrm rode the winds of seasons changing… and we sang and danced and danced and sang, thankful for all that the summer gave and united for a moment, to mark the turning of the year. Thank you …
by Amy Webb, The Lost Giants Mal is a lemon slug. And like many—if not all—slugs, Mal doesn’t have a voice. But like so many ancient woodland indicator species, Mal carries a deep, instinctive yearning to exist. A right to simply be and a right to be heard. Over the past few months, as Mal has grown, I’ve come …
Ffern Folk Foundation Grant
We’re incredibly honoured to have been selected as recipients of the Ffern Folk Foundation Grant for 2026. To be chosen from nearly 200 applications, by a Guild we deeply admire, feels profoundly affirming.
With Ffern’s support, we’re excited to work alongside local communities across the West Country to bring forth a new processional giant. We’re excited to share more details on our plans for the project soon.
We’re also delighted to be in such inspiring company. Fellow recipients include Flossy and Boo, the Welsh theatre company. The Black British Folk Collective who will be founding Britain’s first regular folk club for Black and Global Majority people. And Manchester Urban Diggers will be deepening their work in city spaces, cultivating gardens and community-led workshops shaped by the seasonal rhythms of the year. We’re proud to stand alongside these projects and look forward to seeing how each takes root over the coming year.
Our thanks go to the Ffern Folk Foundation and to the Guild who made these selections: Zakia Sewell, Charlie Cooper, Ben Edge, Sam Lee, and Alex Merry.
We’re grateful, too, for the beautiful artwork by Will Powers.
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The Corn Mother danced through the Oudolf Field, in gratitude for this years bountiful harvest… as the Gurt Wyrm rode the winds of seasons changing… and we sang and danced and danced and sang, thankful for all that the summer gave and united for a moment, to mark the turning of the year. Thank you …
AN ODE TO MAL
by Amy Webb, The Lost Giants Mal is a lemon slug. And like many—if not all—slugs, Mal doesn’t have a voice. But like so many ancient woodland indicator species, Mal carries a deep, instinctive yearning to exist. A right to simply be and a right to be heard. Over the past few months, as Mal has grown, I’ve come …