Sometimes, sitting in Charles Causley’s study, looking out over the valley, it sounds as though I might be in an aviary. I used to work in one, so I know. The intense noise can be maddening. Here however, it is not. Today, there is a fast, fine drizzle hatching the ... Read More
Two thirds in at Charles Causley’s house in Launceston, Cornwall on my residency. I’ve been here since the end of September, and I go just before Christmas Eve. This has been a turning point. Every day I have to make the choice to make something, be it stabs at poems ... Read More
ConvoyThis week being Remembrance week got me thinking about Causley’s war poems, apart from everything else… One which has always struck me as packing a particularly visual punch is ‘Convoy’. I just made a preliminary sketch to try and work out some sort of composition. There are lots of decisions ... Read More
There are so many sides to procrastination. I have explored most of them. Eating. Not eating. Bad relationships. Good relationships. Going to the pub. Sleeping. Watching very important things on the internet which then turn into hours of drivel in what I call internet vortexes — leaving nothing finished ... Read More