
Clissold Park from the Skies
Had another little burst of postcard buying. Found this one of Clissold Park from the air. From the days when Continue reading
Had another little burst of postcard buying. Found this one of Clissold Park from the air. From the days when Continue reading
A short video I made from some clips I filmed in Clissold Park this week. The text is from my Continue reading
Old postcards written by people who are dead. In pencil. In pen. Something remains. Something intimate. A snail trail. A Continue reading
When I went back twenty-five years later there were walls and barbed wire and gates where none had been before. Continue reading
You look at a word long enough and it shows you some of the other things it can do. Like Continue reading
Waking up this morning on the tenth floor of a building in Holborn to sky and rooftops, the tip of Continue reading
Go somewhere new every day. That’s what the Dali Lama says. Or is it every week, every month, once a Continue reading
I met A there, and H, and L, and I met N and V and a guy called Jean-Luc. Most Continue reading