On Becoming Unstoppable #4

Onto the ninth of Benjamin Hardy’s Thirty Behaviours to Make [Me] Unstoppable:  Create More Peake Experiences He begins with a quote:  “Peak experiences as rare, exciting, oceanic, deeply moving, exhilarating, elevating experiences that generate an advanced form of perceiving reality, and are even mystic and magical in their effect upon the experimenter.” — Abraham Maslow and, thankfully, […]

Found in Translation

Sundown. A raised thumb hopes for a lift, something stirs the Spanish moss curtaining the bayou, a coyote calls in the distance. It’s hot as hell and a truck full of old men with barely a set of teeth between them stops just in time to disappoint an alligator. The driver turns up the radio […]

London Notes #16

On our last day I woke up in bilious spirit, poor D had to raise all his shields, but full tranquility returned the second I walked into the Shape of Light, an exhibition of 100 years of abstract photography at Tate Modern. As I’m sure I’ve told you before, I’ve been taking photographs since I […]

London Notes #15

The day after Deptford it rained as if the sky could no longer contain its grief at humanity’s stupidity. But that was okay, because my sister and brother-in-law came for dinner, and to spend the night. She brought pudding, I roasted a chicken, and while it was in the oven we ambled down to the […]

London Notes #13

The Barbican is having a massive Dorothea Lange retrospective, naturally, we had to go. We took the train from Blackheath to London Bridge, which takes about twenty minutes, so we could pop into Borough Market for bread on the way. D is really enjoying being able to have good bread every day here, and we […]

London Notes #8

I wrote this post last night then forgot to publish it! But that’s fine as I haven’t written anything today, I went to an aunt’s for lunch with my sister, and D braved the big city by himself. I’ll try and resume normal service tomorrow! Decided to return to Greenwich for a deeper explore, to […]

London Notes #4

Had a quiet, domestic sort of Saturday morning: I cleaned the inside of the microwave, brushed the cat, looked over a cento I’ve been trying to construct but added nothing to it, while D did interesting things with his guitar in the upstairs room he’s commandeered for the purpose. In the afternoon friends came over […]

Spring Fling

One of the highlights of my year is the Dumfries & Galloway artist’s open studio event, Spring Fling. It’s huge (86 studios this year) and covers a large geographical area, so they divide it into routes; we do a different route each year and this time chose the Green. We saw a marvellous potter in […]

Return to Normality

My exhibition is hung, the launch over, and last week I mostly slept. Hanging the pieces was almost as difficult as making them. It took six hours to get everything lined up properly, no doubt because it was an entirely new experience and we had to learn how to do it as we did it. […]

Asemic

I spent most of today wanting to stab myself in the face with a fountain pen but the Mr., with his astonishing tenacity, saved me, yet again, from yowling despair. After some weeks dithering in the stagnant pool of procrastination I woke up yesterday knowing what to do to pull my exhibition together; I could […]