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Monthly Archives: March 2009
iLarceny
Until a couple of days ago everything worked, but suddenly ican’t get plugins. What does this mean? It means no you tube videos or any other encoded videos and no graphs and stuff like that. What has happened is that … Continue reading
Excuse me
I am just pausing to make a picturesque pose with these washed up lobster pots and whatnot.
Posted in Along Came Dylan, Walking Ollie
Tagged Dogs, Dylan, greyhounds, lurchers, Salukis
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Perspective
I don’t know much about the technicalities of photography, cameras these days are kind to users, auto-focussing and everything. But when you use a telephoto lens up quite short as in this shot, it does something to compress the focal … Continue reading
Henry Moore
They have quite a few of his works at the Sainsbury Centre at the UEA here in Norwich. Though Moore is best known for his sculpture, I am always attracted to his drawings which are sometimes preliminary sketches for the … Continue reading
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
Tagged Henry Moore, UEA, War Artist
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Working Class Promo III
From about 1.09 mins in. The bloke doesn’t start that well, but that’s mainly because he’d abandoned his driving seat & legged it through town swearing at all the red lights which had been conspiring against him and had arrived … Continue reading
The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of a Shoal of Lego
Piece here in the Guardian. My own version of the same from the Moma. You can only imagine my excitement.
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
Tagged Damien Hirst, Lego, Sharks
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Orange Curve, 1964
Here’s something to be brightening the place up while I think of the next thing that needs saying. I know this site has a substantial Ellsworth Kelly fanclub.
Blue Square Premiership
This is what they call non-league football now. In the old days you would never have heard of it, and in point of fact, I rather hope you still haven’t. The games are so wretched that broadcaster ‘Setanta’ peps things … Continue reading
El Gaffer
Last week Hull City were knocked out of the FA Cup by Arsenal. I watched the match on television and there was clearly a great deal of bad blood between the two benches, more than seemed necessary. Hull recorded a … Continue reading
Posted in And She Laughed No More, She Stood There Laughing
Tagged Arsène, Premiership managers, Rafa, Sir Alex
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The Security
It’s approaching half-time in the nail-biting six-pointer against Middlesboro when Rob, who has once more taken Jack’s ticket, says, ‘See that steward down there, the one with the fluorescent waistcoat…?’ Yes, I say. ‘He does security at our place. He’s … Continue reading
Posted in And She Laughed No More, She Stood There Laughing
Tagged Middlesboro, Premiership, Stoke City, Tucay, Turkey
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