Well what wonderful day, I bit a bullet at work, had easy ride through to Wakey for Artwalk.
To see Fundada's excellent Faff2011 film showing a great mix of quality short art films ranging from narrative pieces to more abstract works. Films with humour and some with a more serious edge. All wonderfully unpredictable.
Meanwhile upstairs Wakey's smallest a best Pub was open serving some lovely Osset Yorkshire golden ale a quite excellent evening even before Bob from the Milk Two Sugars gave me this wonderful Sailor to take home. Thanks to everyone at Westgate studios for a great time.
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Wednesday, 27 July 2011
Wednesday, 2 March 2011
Travel in style...

It would be nice to go travel to Paris, London or Rome ... found this lovely Flickr set full of amazing luggage labels. Love these sort of designs especially in a world of grim corporate boarding passes and print your own A4 concert tickets.
Sunday, 3 January 2010
Woman bathing with a red plastic spade in the golden light of the lagoon SE8 (after Rembrandt)
The other day it was Pissaro today Rembrant, I am only going walking in Old Master from now on.
Thursday, 19 November 2009
Lisa Hannigan
Quick on the Draw.
I've been listening to Lisa Hannigan Cd a lot after seeing her gamely playing in a downpour at lattitude and she's playing Hebden down the road from our S this week and someone they know drew this lovely poster. I thought the little film was a gem of an idea and theres some tidy drawing too. Kate Clarke obviously a top drawer!
I've been listening to Lisa Hannigan Cd a lot after seeing her gamely playing in a downpour at lattitude and she's playing Hebden down the road from our S this week and someone they know drew this lovely poster. I thought the little film was a gem of an idea and theres some tidy drawing too. Kate Clarke obviously a top drawer!
Sunday, 23 August 2009
I wander through each chartered street,

In the Foot steps of Blake:
My bus got diverted yesterday and as it got further from where I wanted to be I happened to see some old grave stones. And so happily came across Bun Hill cemetary.
Which to my shame I've never visited, its full of dead famous people.
There's some nonsense about "bunhill" meaning "bone hill" but it's clearly where you go to feed the remains of your lunchtime bun to the pigeons!
It's a lovely space the sort of place that when travel shows presenters bang on about the rich history of some far flung place you want to drag them to and go "look William Blake is buried next to Daniel Defoe, stick that in your incense burner Angkor Wat"!
Any adding to history John Wesley use to live across the road and then there is all the unknown lifes and events round here which are sadly lost to us. Anyway I went on a little walk and took some pictures and if you'll excuse my indulgence licked them to some of William's words.
(Oh and sorry for the grumpy post yesterday I don't think in retrospect the wasp people were laughing at me not sure they even noticed me flailing about but well spilt beer is spilt beer they weren't as bad as the posh tossers in the pub who didn't like test match special.)
Labels:
art,
london life,
London photos,
museum of street semiotics,
poetry,
william blake
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