Wednesday, August 06, 2008

on epsom downs


eclectic's corner ... a delightful homage to gustave courbet on crowborough hill
























and there is always this gem ... peter blake's "the meeting, or have a nice day, mr. hockney"



right to left ... howard hodgkin ?, peter blake, david hockney, daisy blake
and if you haven't yet been to venice beach ... there's still time

Monday, August 04, 2008

today would have been colin forward's eighty-fifth birthday


a handful of dust

After a life-time of hoovering,

... I am now reasonably certain that most household dust is of a feminine origin

… because nothing derived from the male could be so fine and fluffy

… ennit ?

drey making outside our kitchen window


Sunday, August 03, 2008

if i start getting difficult ( in 20 or 30 years time ) just re-read this article by oliver james about dementia ...








from a short piece by hilary mantel in the guardian review

Sentimental people will try to convince you that stories, like the act of reading, are as natural as breathing.

They say that we are narrative animals, but the broken stories of people who enter psychoanalysis suggest that if stories are natural to us they are not easy to construct in a way that serves both our sense of personal continuity and our need for freedom.

A story is always on the move, and from the author's point of view there is nothing natural about it.

Constant readers become writers at the point in life when they acquire a fascination with a process of falsification: with imposing shape while simulating the evolution of character and event, making determinations while fostering an illusion that in the next chapter anything might happen.

A novelist spends a lifetime in the business of presenting what's life-like, but not like life.

It's a sobering thought - life won't actually do.

Verisimilitude and the truth are conjoined twins, one often flourishing at the expense of the other.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/aug/02/fiction7

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

ella fitzgerald, colette, and cyd charisse making themselves comfortable in the pantheon of fine wimmin


dear diary ...


... went shoppin'


when i rule the universe ...


my garden shed will look a bit like this ...
but with heroic carvings and scenes from the lives of ...
paul gascoine, georgie best and diego maradonna