Sunday, 13 March 2016

Crow stories

With a flick of a wing feather, the raven threw the daylight up. He threw the all of it; the tightknit, rolled up, scrunched ball that it was; threw the dayglow knot of it up and into the darkling sky.

Slowly, greasily, bit by bit, the darkness thinned out, split and spread away into nothingness - till only the white of the light and the blue of the sky remained.

Monday, 21 December 2015


Feeling very, very rusty.
I need to work on the watercolour painting as I am definitely not doing enough. The 10,000 hours theory shows when you aren't even coming close.

Saturday, 3 October 2015


Isn't it wonderful.  This is the interior of the Speigel tent, one of the last 10 in existence.  The tent is currently in the Market Square, in front of Nottingham's Council house.  During the month there are a whole range of festivals, from the Goose fair to music.  This tent is hosting events for some of the festivals.  So in the day it is the home of Game City, with its electronic medieval jousting and then at night it reverts to burlesque, music and more.  

To sit inside it is magical, full of light and mirrors.  The space is warm and feels special, you can imagine it with crowds waiting to see the shows.  It has travelled and the mirrors retold the stories of several continents and many voices.  If you are here, or near enough, come and see. Take a seat and have a drink, then let your imagination drift and fill the space with stories.
The Nottingham Post picture of the tent being put up.
This last picture is linked to the programme of events for those interested.