Rauchwolke

Ich denke an dich, als ich einen Buchladen verlasse An einem sonnigen Abend auf der Spitalerstraße Zufällig Eine Frau mit langen schwarzen Haaren, über ein Auge fallen Und ein Schrägstrich roter Lippen vergeht Blästs Rauch in mein Gesicht Hat keine Ahnung, das sie erinnert mich an dich In dieser Rauchwolke Die Traurigkeit eines Sommers der […]

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Old Diary Entry

From a time where I wrote the diary on the computer, and then printed it out and stuck it into an actual diary. Really such an odd way of doing things. My camera will no longer focus in the corner of things but that adds something nostalgic to the image anyway. Since I knew the […]

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Let the Clay Lead the Way – Part Three

After last week’s post I had evidence of what the garden clay slips looked like once they had been bisque fired, so I spent some time between classes decorating a selection of clay buttons with combinations of the different slips. I started making buttons in the classes earlier in the year after I had a […]

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Photo Chat Vlog Season Three

Well, yes, the world’s most unpopular YouTube channel is back for a new season of episodes, starting with this tale of my trip to the solar eclipse in Tennessee last year. Why not boost the viewing stats for this and spend 11 minutes listening to me explain three pictures from that trip?

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Let the Clay Lead the Way – Part Two

So, with classes starting again this autumn, the ceramics research continues. As you will have seen if you read my first post about ceramics, there was clay under the ground where I grew up in Lincolnshire. Well, there was also clay under the ground where my parents lived in Oxford, and there is clay under […]

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Two Ticks

I was 46 When I let two ticks Turn my life right round No more “I’ll be quick” Now my heart goes out And I wait for you And those two ticks Are not turning blue

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Feeling So Far Away

Yootha Joyce on the cover of a Smiths single How clever it all seemed back then in the eighties But how odd it was to live in neither the north or the south And feel like you belonged nowhere No one quite sounds like an old guy who should know better Than Don Henley singing […]

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Let the Clay Lead the Way – Part One

I’ve been studying ceramics for the last two years at evening classes at my local art school. It’s a really fun, social activity and I have made some nice friends doing it (as well as a lot of wonky pots). However, my interest in ceramics goes back a long, long way. I grew up in […]

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Flettons

In the autumn Saturday afternoon sun We went to look at the demolition of the shops And I saw the houses sitting on the road behind Made of kiss-marked flettons With UPVC and aluminium additions There was something there all of a sudden About your far away house I want to try and get to […]

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The Back Bedroom

A skylight at the end of a corridor A mattress on the floor A cold room where the afternoon sun Can not seem pure The skirting board bridges Bare boards and white walls We sit and talk The twilight grows As evening comes and goes Intimate, but clothed More memorable and easier to separate Than […]

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Dead Love in Dunedin

In a museum on the other side of the world A patterned 70’s frock hangs preserved I pull out my camera to take a photo But who is it for? You Gone long ago Because I loved you, I loved your ideas A slice of passion I should no longer harvest Photos I no longer […]

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Diana Day

The 4th of August 2018 was #DianaDay, a hashtag driven day of photography coming out of social media. I got into the idea of #DianaDay through my friend Denise, who I only know electronically. She lives in the USA and I live here in England, but we’ve formed a unique friendship online based on our […]

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The Last, Lost

  The postcard tumbling out of the book Lay on the floor and gave me a look “You’re late” it said It had been hidden for my surprise For quite some time I picked it up Dressed in a finery of affection Reflecting the mood of the day Finished with a kiss Evidence of love […]

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Go boy, go

All the while the melancholy tick-tock of summer Saying “Go boy, go” Get done what’s got to be done Kiss who’s got to be kissed Looking out over sunsets, Elsfield hills, Eynsham Road, Cumnor Hill, Tattershall Road, Rawson’s Lane, Chapel Hill, Hedgehog Bridge Looking out over empty fields Hot and tired from cycling, but raging […]

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Weekend Away

I am small and I want to feel small Dwarfed in my heart by the awe of love I want to be dwarfed in plain sight By the awe of tall buildings White limestone monuments Grey concrete abstractions Fiery red-brick towers With the chaos of a hungry heart in love Surrounded by tall buildings There […]

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