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Category Archives: About artists.
brick and stone
Some years ago a shopping channel was selling blocks of stone and the tools to sculpt them. I bought a small flat block, much the size of a standard brick, and a cube of limestone and the instructions to turn … Continue reading
Scattered energy.
One of my greatest challenges, other than horrible diseases and difficult other people, is focus. There are always a large number of things I want to do, as a result of which I have stockpiled dolls house kits, card making … Continue reading
Site for sore eyes.
I am living on a building site. This is not a metaphor for something, I am actually living on an actual building site, in the rain. This morning, early, I got up to investigate the dripping noise that was keeping … Continue reading
Time
Strange things happen to the time after a bereavement. Some hours drag by, most plod. Whilst each hour takes you further from the source of sadness, though it would seem to soothe, every second is one more in which the … Continue reading
A week
A week. Just seven days,so much can happen. So much emotion crammed into seven days and seven nights. My cousin died. He was only 71. I first saw him 65 years ago when we moved back to the North East … Continue reading
junk
In this column I have frequently written about junk. The detritus of living. The stuff we bought with actual money which is now cluttering up the corners of wherever we live, covered with a layer of dust and some cobwebs … Continue reading
The pace of the pace.
I have often thought, in my life, how very nice it would be if things happened in a discrete fashion, so that you could enjoy them or endure them one at a time. Maybe people with more organised lives do … Continue reading
Whooshoo, der.
The rash turned out to be a viral thing going round the local hospital. I have just got over it and now I am sneezing. On Thursday I have an MRI scan, following an outpatients visit, which comes under the … Continue reading
Well well.
I wish I was. Oh I do. For the last three days I have had a rash all over. Goodness knows what it is. It started off in a band round my middle, right round the spare tyre. Like tiny … Continue reading
Back to the future of the future.
Did you miss me? I’ve been in hospital again. I wouldn’t say I’m cured but I feel better than I have for eighteen months because at last I know what is wrong. I knew something was wrong ever since I … Continue reading
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