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Royal Male

The unexamined life is between her covers. She slips into an Egyptian sheet and grows close to herself. An arm peeks out braving the cold of the room to reach for a clean ceramic cup. It’s either coffee black or coffee white with two sugars. The Princess pours it as she sits under the covers […]
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writing off the wall

Running up the Cowgate area of Edinburgh where lanes wind in and out of tall buildings one August I stumble upon the old India Buildings where in every nook and cranny a story is being dramatised.   The building give me inspiration, power and permission to write stage plays. Stone pieces are cut into shapes where fabrics […]
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Stuck on Conchiglie

One of the houses I lived in did not have a name so we got stuck on Conchiglie.   Pasta and Glue In this four bedroomed lost and found there’s people coming ‘round and we’re drinking gin, ‘coz there’s no food in. When I open my mouth wide I can feel my mind slide as […]
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Joyful linger over Versatile Award

It’s so beautiful to be encouraged and cheered on. I feel lucky.   Getting an award is a moment to treasure and linger over and a bit like eating a choc-ice alone. This award resonates for every blogger here as each writer is versatile to stay rooted in social media which moves so fast. The blogs […]
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Dodgy Doges and Fresher Frescoes

    Towers are lowering to the ground in the flood. The availability of rooms we all enjoy amongst the frescoes are slipping away. Art defines who we are, our faces stare like emperors lost in a terrible moment of catastrophe. The strength of Venice is to the hilt. Suddenly her boats are ripped up […]
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No one saw the mirage but me

Three television sets point towards each other from the corners of a triangle, in ‘…a legend, it, it sounds like a legend…’ (2007).  The screens show primary colours whilst the text of viewers’ descriptions of the sounds they heard whilst watching the Northern Lights are flashed on a screen.  This art show feels full of […]
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Oranges are the only fruit

Looking for an object to fill me with inspiration I walk around (and around) a local covered market and follow the scent of oranges and bright posters to a local museum to see how an object can be used as Art. ‘I’m having Art for lunch’ says a visitor as another orange is taken from […]
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Hi higher horizons!

Three men jump on big bouncing balls that catapult across the stage engaging us in their world. Like a ball bearing flying across a pinball machine our eyes dart over the stage. The relaxed gesture of the men that are not involved in the dare devil stunt taking place centre stage draw as much attention […]
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Silent hands make light work

Watching the late Hans Josephson work in his studio silently places the mind into a blissful state of quiet.  His work is contained in the Swiss La Congiunta museum, in Giornico, which is devoted to his work.  The film that records his studio work offers admirable meditation from a life that has gracefully dealt with […]
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Ghost Forest

Walking home, jilted, one late summer’s night it is a delight to stumble upon these tree stumps from Brazil and further a field.  The roots carve into each other and infinitely bend into twisted curves providing a mesmering road to nowhere for the eyes to follow.   The chap I thought was more than a […]
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