And I find myself thinking, as I often do after embracing something that encourages self reflection, that it’s important that I remember where I am from.
All in Art
Moments When You Identify With (Street) Art
And you may ask yourself, is there a point? Is there a reason?
Why Can't I Be You?
My desire to be creative is always strong.
And What Is Art?
And what is art?
Type it into a search engine and see what you find.
The Arrogance Of Cool
I spoke to someone today who accidentally said that he thought something that he had created was cool. And then he realised that, perhaps, it wasn't cool to actually admit such a thought out loud.
Not Quite The Seven Ages Of Man
But, as the current world pandemic appears to be driving so many of us back to nature and the attractions of a simpler way of life, I fear that I may just have created a natural successor.
Adventures Of The Slightly Tame But Better With Perspective Kind
How can it be that, sometimes, an action so normal and straight forward seems able to take on a life of its own and become the most difficult thing to complete?
The Pleasure Of Challenge Where Normal Worlds Collide
Provoke and question. Shock and confuse. The faces of people tell a million stories when they first notice pictures like these and show their true feelings.
Grease To The Wheels Of Exploratory Thinking
Inspiration often appears, or so they say, quite unexpectedly. A look, a word or simply a thought and there it is. From nothing to something. Direction and purpose.
New Art. New Artists. Same Old Glorious London
But today it was rather different. The crowds of tourists were missing and, rather bizarrely, it became more a case of parakeet watching than anything else.
Long May We Be Brave, Spontaneous and Motivated By Art
Even that old bastion of English grumpiness, the security guards on the main entrance, were engaging and funny on our visit.
I Could Bite Tracey Emin
Walk the streets more often. That would be my advice to anyone wanting to open their eyes and to see beneath the surface of their normal, everyday world.
I Love You
Simple words
All Very Malasana
Madrid. A city of sunshine and colour. Of art and culture. Of people and cars and noise and life.
If I Want To Be A Superhero...
I feel as if I have a high definition, ultra-clear awareness of my mortality for the first time.
Fuck Love!
The art of finding meaning when it doesn't exist.
When The Parts Become Greater Than The Whole
Sometimes photographs and words fit perfectly. They blend and support each other like an old married couple, clearly lost and alone without their satisfying connection.
All That Was Clear Becomes Cloudy
The inevitable, gradual process of decay. Detritus accumulates and everything changes, starting its achingly, agonisingly passive journey to somewhere and something else.
Intangible and Ethereal
I love live music. Over the last couple of weeks I have been to gigs in a pub, a “pop-up” in a very exclusive gentlemen's outfitters in London and an old and awe-inspiring Brighton church.
Down From London
There is something that feels very British about a wind-swept, freezing cold beach in winter. Almost deserted, with just a few hardy souls dog walking past rows of empty beach huts wrapped up against the storms and salt spray.