RIP to a man who showed me, clear eyed, my limitations. And yet made me feel better about life.
and – if they had the nerve – there is this:
Not created by me – just a quick note to recommend a couple of places to spend some time if you happen to be in Canterbury, Kent, in the UK:
[Now with the correct link!! So embarrassing….]
This is an amazing blog – also on WordPress – that I stumbled across today.
If you’re visiting London, or even if you live there and think you know the city, do have a look at this for descriptions of and links to many, many amazing places which are off the beaten track. It’s fascinating and I’m sure you won’t regret it.
Performances of collective and individual vision and skill;
Living values of discipline, humility, workrate and teamwork;
Demonstrating outstanding defence and brilliant finishing;
Manifesting in public displays of dominance through excellence and victory through harmony.
Ironically, words cannot do justice to how much this song – still – moves me.
Charlie Hebdo attack – latest http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/live/world-europe-30710777
(Fat fingers before; today’s the day.)
It’s now two years since my muse helped me open up a new route out into the world.
I don’t want to comment on those years, beyond what I’ve already written; let’s just say, a lot has happened.
I do want to say how glad I am to have made a connection with such a wide range of other people during that time. Genuine, interesting, kindred spirits – I hope!
Anyway, I wish all of you a very happy new year.
Move on up!!
a silver sky and setting sun,
ribbons stretching away,
cloudscapes turning to maps
of the imagination, in an
indistinct and iridescent forte;
baring trees starkly mute
stretching to the blue,
pencil lines, graphite drawn
against a skydrop worthy
of the man who painted light.