May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Yesterday the visitor wall seemed to…well, I was about to say “disappear”. Maybe not quite the right wording, but certainly all the content that was ever posted to the SMO FB visitor wall has gone! It appears you can still post to the wall…but nothing appears on the wall itself anymore. Well, at least not…
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Watched the latest offering by Adam Curtis. Always thought-provoking, utterly scary and leaves you with that undeniable sense that we’re all fucked! Never fails to bring out the misanthrope in me – but always great music. The agony and the ecstasy of watching Adam Curtis documentaries. You can watch it here on iPlayer BBC iPlayer…
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I am DEFINITELY going here when I go to Glasgow. Jim or no Jim!
It started…but progressed into something else. Now I think it needs a rename. Anyone who reads my “Why I Love” pieces might get the reference…if not – use the search feature on the blog to look up “why I love Premonition”.
Onwards and upwards! A new one starting. It was in my head while I was finishing off Sir (so to speak). It’ll be dark! It already has a name, based on the subject matter. I just hope that what I can see in my head, I can put on the canvas!
My favourite track from The Anchoress’s album, Confessions Of A Romance Novelist. (Thank you for Saturday, Catherine x)
Pondering the whole “art” thing today. And still pondering on this! There are elements of it I really like. It’s not “photographic likeness” portraiture – I seriously doubt I will EVER get there, but that’s ok. I’m at the point where I almost want to show him…but…I know I’m not thick skinned enough. If I…
Firstly – I met the beautiful Catherine Anne Davies today. She was signing re-issued copies of her album, Confessions Of A Romance Novelist, at the independent record store Empire Records at St Albans. SHE KNEW ME! It was lovely! I was stunned! We had a very lovely chat and she was just wonderful and engaging….
Going over old “shrine art”. It won’t be something I can sell. It’s Sheila Rock’s photo after all. Unless I get her permission! (It’ll cost me money I don’t have, no doubt!) But all the other artwork and the poetry is mine. A shame, really. I think it would look stunning as a print. One…