Nets

Knots, layers, colours that contrast and all completely by coincidence, creating a collage of texture that just sat there waiting to be seen in all its beauty… A moment of joy.

On the move…

It is June. The month I take my holiday. It often rains but then it sometimes doesn’t. The important thing is not whether it rains or not but that I am on holiday and not at home. That I am somewhere else than where I am for the rest of the year and I’m not…

Autism Awareness: Are we nearly there yet?

Originally posted on Autism and Expectations:
I spy with my little eye, something beginning with AA! Not not Alcoholics Anonymous. No, not the Automobile Association. I’m talking Autism Awareness! In the run up to Autism Awareness Week and Day and Month and Millenia, I’ve been thinking about what it is I really want the world…

Leonard has left the building

Some people just know when it is time to leave the party. After 82 years Leonard Cohen passed away leaving a huge legacy of poetry and music that has marked millions of moments of love, of goodbye, of bewilderment and questioning on the human condition. I first heard Leonard Cohen in 1977 – I was…

Aberfan

My father Jack Newman, was a member of the civil defence and had recently lost his job as a miner when Llanbradach pit closed. He was collected by the civil defence and went there to work with the other miners trained in pit Rescue. One of the first teams to arrive, he helped dig in…

Summer in Brest

  It is raining. That thin but persistent rain that Brittany and particularly Brest excels at all the year round. As a small proof that I am not imagining it, I took this picture at Brest railway station. It is indeed an umbrella vending machine. For the modest sum of 4 euros, you can buy…

Lifesaving Poems: Pablo Neruda’s ‘The Dead Woman’ (La Muerta)

The Dead Woman If suddenly you do not exist, if suddenly you no longer live, I shall live on. I do not dare, I do not dare to write it, if you die. I shall live on. For where a man has no voice, th… Source: Lifesaving Poems: Pablo Neruda’s ‘The Dead Woman’ (La Muerta)

On Discovering My Voice

Originally posted on Anthony Wilson:
I am at a thing. Canals are there. Sunlight on them, the last tourists, a shifting of the seasons. ‘Soon it will be autumn…’ Hellos are happening, old ones, catching up on five year’s of news; and goodbyes, too. Kissing ‘take care’ in a foreign land. A test for all…

The Joy Project

What a good idea… Note what brings us joy and have those notes handy for those grey, sad moments. Why not get a pretty notebook, small enough to slip in a pocket or handbag? Even stick little things like a feather, or a ticket for a concert that was good… Cooking on a Bootstrap Yesterday,…