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Monthly Archives: March 2011
My one system of barter
When I was a skint Art Student I decorated my hairdresser’s salon and also made some gilded mirrors for the place in the art school studios. I did it for nothing, using ‘found materials’ and ever since them I’ve had … Continue reading
The blog went to work today
It was rather wearing; after the writing workshop there were tutorials which were held in the Sainsbury Centre for Visual Arts where there was an exhibition of basketry. Via Motorola we just intend to make make a quick record of … Continue reading
So, with yesterday being a Monday, the blog threw a sicky
It seemed only right for its inaugural working life/job search week. And then, most supernaturally and appropriately, Ruth Selwyn-Crome only came and turned up in my inbox (‘Tardy Friday’ was the name of the mail) with this work-themed poem from … Continue reading
Searching for the perfect job/spoiler alert
I was thinking tonight that what I’d like to do would be a writer in residence at the Tate Modern. I had the idea that it would allow me to be alone with the art before the place opened and … Continue reading
Posted in Unpublished Novel
Tagged JD Salinger, perfect job, Sigur Ros, Tate Modern, The Catcher in the Rye, writer in residence
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Bats
I was out with Dylan round the local lake, Whitlingham Broad, in the dusk tonight and they were fizzing about all over. They seem to fly for fun, though in reality they are on a serious mission echolocating insects. Still, … Continue reading
I’ve been a bit tardy
Anybody with anything useful to add pls give Pel a helping hand on this thread that’s just about to fall off the bottom of the front page.
In these days of changing ways
I heard The Killing of Georgie by Rod Stewart on the radio this morning. It threw back me into a time and place as cleanly if I’d just been shown a Polaroid of myself as seventeen year old. When I … Continue reading
Posted in It Cracks Like Breaking Skin
Tagged A Night on the Town, National Poetry Day, Rod Stewart
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I just couldn’t resist it, via Motorola
I noticed this sign while I was stopped at the traffic lights in Kidsgrove, Stoke-on-Trent, last Sunday lunchtime before the Mighty Potters proved to strong for West Ham.! There was a terrier sitting in the window of the house looking … Continue reading
Primitive sat nav/entertainment
When I was a kid we used to have this street map in a glass box in the town of Tunstall. It was next to the market hall. It had buttons that you pressed to show where places were such … Continue reading