Wednesday 21st November

THIS TRAIN BOUND FOR GLORY: Dark rain, cold light, the sky comes down to the ground to run it’s sodden fingers through the trees. The trees recede in tones of blue & yellow light promises nostalgia & sanctuary from the… continue reading »

Tuesday 20th November

TRAINS & RAIN: North London meetings along unfamiliar rail links, unusual clothes combinations & the kind’ve hairdo’s that gets you into trouble round here. Sifting out the words from the noise & the habitual desire to turn everything into ‘nice-ness’.… continue reading »

Monday 19th November

LIGHT CAKE & CANVAS DANCE: On Friday, following cake & light in Soho, I got inspired for the first time in years to paint on canvas after seeing some fabulous paintings from 1964 by the artist Mark Vaux . Every time I… continue reading »

Sunday 18th November

SUN BATHING: Alone (K)

Saturday 17th November

THE MAN IN THE FLOWERPOT HAT: The girl sat next to me last night got hot when the singer took off his jacket. His arms went all the way to his shoulders, he’d looked after himself. “Woo! Woo!” she went… continue reading »

Friday 16th November

COMIC BOOK SUPER HERO FANTASY FIGURES: Kidderminster crumbles but in my dreams is filled with bustling chippy’s cooking with lard, news agents selling 60’s American comics & washing machine showrooms selling rock guitars to languid boys with hair to their… continue reading »

Thursday 15th November

WATER COLOUR: Driving home in the glow of FM, we saw the final rays of the sun, gasped at their beauty & pulled over. Standing in the headlights, engine running on a dirt track, we photographed the rhythm of corn… continue reading »

Wednesday 14th November

LAST NIGHT WITH L.A. CHRIS: Angel to Hackney whilst Kidderminster crumbles we walk a dog in the dark which suddenly stops & stands it’s ground like a Donkey – did you call it Snowy? (K)

Tuesday 13th November

PAINTING BY NUMBERS: Pinks & Blues thin as bone china hang luminous on the horizon. Trees blush, browns turn pink, yellows vibrate & Autumn oscillates for a fleeting moment. You’re too busy to notice, always rushing around, jobs to do… continue reading »

Monday 12th November

YEAH – NICE: Whose voice is this I found in my mouth today? Can I swap it for the other one? (K)