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Talking in Bed

This is a little sketch monologue I made this week, between jobs. I kind of let it go where it wanted to go, and that was as liberating as it sounds. And I mean for both the pictures and the … Continue reading

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North Song

Churches the colour of rye bread Those very verdigrised roofs Take me to a sea With its quiet hyphens of cargo To live with my back to the world

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Green Revisited Pictures of Lantau

New photographs of old photographs. Hong Kong Scenes like the Extra-Room Dream. Old Lantau Island’s Chung Hau Village replayed – and a raining morning under a tin roof, way back in Tsoi Yuen Tsuen. Safely stored since the beginning and … Continue reading

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Posts from the Var Side, 2016 – 2. Paintings Too

Walking the town, it’s an additional thrill to watch for walls and windows; the spaces between where most things are. And squaring these quite simply with the phone’s camera. My relationship with Instagram is a good one. I like the … Continue reading

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Posts from the Var Side, 2016 – 1. Found Paintings

Les couleurs du Sud, aside from being a wine brand it seems, emerges as my frame for looking at the land and sea and sky of this place where we find ourselves staying once more. I love finding paintings in these … Continue reading

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Starting the Sauerkraut

The first thing you should understand about cabbage in its finely-chopped state, is that it wants to be on the kitchen floor. It has, in common with Tupperware stored in a cupboard, a peculiarly horizontal relationship with gravity. Being aware … Continue reading

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Snowdonia, Croatia

I don’t know too much about what’s happening here; I mean what’s calling me to like what has happened. I do know there are echoes of worlds seen in stereoscopic viewfinders, offset-printed postcards, with their biscuit-tin variable inks, and the dry-brush-daubed landscapes … Continue reading

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