a sight // the jug of poppies on the dining table. every morning new buds have broken open, the flowers within unfurled and shining their petaled faces at me. a smell // the log burner, flickering and puffing wood ash into the room as i breathe on to it, willing the wet wood in it […]
i just believed in myself and made all my limitations my strengths – wisdom from usha uthup story we had my eldest brother donald and my sister-in-law anne staying last weekend. anne, a great one for storytelling, was telling us about going to visit one of my nieces. asked to come around tea time, donald […]
+++ bake a cake – specifically the semolina cake from salt & time: recipes from a russian kitchen, by alissa timoshkina clean the pantry cupboards work on my new online print shop (sign up to my newsletter for updates) brew a pot of tea and play a board game pack some yummy eats, drive somewhere […]
+++ steadily, with no consideration for beauty or horror, the earth turns. every morning, we arrive at a new beginning. the fire raging in my heart this morning (for things i have little control over) has finally burnt out. i throw everything into rekindling it with a focus on what’s in front of me here […]
brixton market, 2013. polaroid spectra +++ a survey of present interests, curiosities, recurring themes… the spa warms up every evening, but by the time its warm enough to climb into, the only thing i want is to climb into bed. weekend mornings its also warm… a good place for morning coffee, beneath the tall green […]