Category Archives: Life
Reflections on Los Angeles Riots of ’92
Like most people, I have been watching incredulously at the police brutality in the USA, the ensuing justified protests from Black Lives Matter, and all kinds of splinter groups, and orchestrated attacks from both right and left. I have no … Continue reading
Diaries
I wrote in a blog post a couple of days ago, that I had a sense a tipping point was coming. I knew that if you keep people suppressed for too long the pressure builds and fuses blow. I knew … Continue reading
Diaries…..
I was in the physically-distanced queue for the post office today, sending some paintings to the States, (luckily people are still buying my work,) when I realised someone was standing right next to me. Surprised, I turned around to see … Continue reading
All about my Mother
With so much more time on our hands, and now the opportunity to see others, with ‘social distancing’ in place, I took my mother to see my Dad’s gravestone in Northiam, a village a few miles beyond Rye. My Mum … Continue reading
Diaries…
There is something happening. The clarity of mind that comes from a deep connection to the land where I live. With so few distractions or rushing, much deeper sleep and no alcohol whatsoever during this lockdown, I have come to … Continue reading
Frock Up Friday
It’s Good Friday and we had hot cross buns and coffee in the garden. When everything grinds to a halt something happens to motivation. The weeks that have passed seem to have become a blur and the days fly by, … Continue reading
Diaries in the time of Corona continued
‘They say beauty comes from a spirit that has weathered many hardships in life and somehow continues with resilience.Grace can be found in a soul who ages softly, even amid the tempest. I think the loveliest by far is the one … Continue reading
Thoughts on covid-19 and my home town
With all that is happening in the world because of Covid-19 and the ramifications, it is easy to become anxious. Every day I wake up with a feeling of slight unease, and a sort of ‘Day of the Triffids’ sensation, … Continue reading
Los Angeles revisited
Desultory thoughts, written most days on my phone app. LA revisited. The feeling of an old stomping ground, workplace and home, combined with the association of parenthood. Sitting outside a cafe on Wilshire Blvd, sun on my back. Feels like … Continue reading
November
Cul de Sac Stuck in a holding pattern Like a plane over Gatwick Waiting to land Waiting to take off Listening to music as I paint I notice all the music is sad Little Green Telegraph Road Never … Continue reading
