Thursday, 27 November 2014

The Cold War

'No one can explain exactly what happens within us when the doors behind which our childhood terrors lurk are flung open.'
W.G. Sebald, Vertigo

Thursday, 20 November 2014

A Receding Image

On the way home from the studio at night I walked past a shifting wall of light, and was immediately attracted by the blur of an interior view, an image.
Window photograph of INT Works.

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

Bonfire Night

Bonfire Night was always tinged with an element of lawlessness. Huge bonfires constructed in back gardens with the evening long barrage of fireworks exploding across the skyline. Strange in hindsight to imagine how we sewed together clothes into an effigy of Guy Fawkes to set upon the top of the bonfire - something that even as a child seemed dark and foreboding in it's symbolism.
The very names of fireworks seemed portent to bygone times; Bangers, Roman candles, Catherine wheels and Jumping jacks. 
The whole family took part, treats from the kitchens of toffee apples and candy floss, sparklers for the younger children, mischievous teenagers setting off bangers close by. Aunts and Uncles would arrive with contributions, alongside the local vicar to celebrate the Fifth of November.

Wednesday, 29 October 2014

A Possession

"Welcome to my house. I'm delighted you could come. I'm certain you will find your stay here most illuminating. Think of me as your unseen host, and believe that during your stay I shall be with you in spirit. May you find the answer that you seek. It is here, I promise you. And now, auf Wiedersehen."
Emeric Belasco

Tuesday, 21 October 2014

The Day Dream

'All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.'
T.E. Lawrence, Seven Pillars of Wisdom: A Triumph