Consume

I am happy.It is fleeting, I know, It always is. But I have had some good correspondence with a complete stranger this week, and i have just spent the afternoon …

A hole in the world

You know where you stand. You always stand beside the same litter bin. Its part of the routine, part of the habit. You don’t even know the bin is there. …

Get off the stage

As previously reported, there are various “things” that have fallen into alignment to suggest that Human Greed might actually work as a live performance proposition.It is a nerve shredding thought …

Winter leans in

In the morning and in the evening – the two are closer together now that the winter is starting to nuzzle into the house – you can feel the urgent …

Statistic as stick

In Spain, there are as many books translated into Spanish each year as there has been books translated into Arabic since the 9th century. United Nations – Arab Human Development …

Morning light, fascist stone

This morning I sat on the train and something strange happened – and it happens quite lot out here at this time of year.The sky was black, heavy and low, …

Narrative as Lure

I’m still caught up in this notion about the work and its relationship with representations or descriptions of the work.Suddenly strikes me that although there is no lyrical content – …

Existential metonymy

A few nights ago, an hour or so after I put my son to bed, I heard noises coming from his room. I quietly climbed the stairs – noticing that …

Birthing Pigs and Chickens

I have been out of the world for the past two days. I got some coffee and red wine, some simple food and locked myself in the studio. Dalkeith’s next …