Writing Down The Bones

I’m planning somewhere quiet to go and do writing. Somewhere to go and pull lots of thoughts, reading and theories together, but also to have some ideas I haven’t had yet. I have plenty of time but also a limited time to write what I’m going to. And in thinking about writing I’ve remembered Natalie […]

A Global Sense of Place

September 7th, 2018 Things are getting real now with starting my MA/PhD at the University of Liverpool. This week, having paused at least for now on much else that I’m doing, I’ve been spending more time around the university. Not that there are many other students around, I’ve just been getting myself acclimatised to the […]

Four Photographs of Home

I love new print. It’s not so all pervasive as it once was, but I was delighted this morning when my new business cards arrived. Neatly packaged in two elegantly square boxes. A hundred photographic messages to, well, who exactly?   These days business cards aren’t all they used to be, certainly not as necessary. […]

Walking Through Time

I’m thinking a lot about time at the moment. How we made it up, how it works, how we see it in what people once did and in what we’re doing next. Much more talk of time and places coming as my university work, reading and thinking at Sociology Liverpool gets going from now on. […]

The Writer’s House

After I wrote about my friend the artist Emma Rushton’s house a couple of weeks ago, some other friends suggested I might like to do a series where I look around some other people’s houses. They thought this could be an interesting development from other writings and work I’ve done on, oh, the meaning of […]

A Quiet New Year

The day before Christmas Eve I wrote and photographed a poem called “Letting Go: A Quiet Breath” and the quiet days have continued here from then through to this new year of 2018. These beloved souls are my three grandchildren: Finn, 3; Theo, 8, and Eleanor, 11. In the park with their parents, Simon, with […]