May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
In an exercise in getting the writing going again…having a topic to work with and flexing my creative muscles, I decided to just pick a year and write about my memories of that year. First randomly selected year to fall under the microscope…? Memories of 1983: It was my first year of high school. I…
But over seven years of producing the art though. Writing and study have taken over in recent months. I’m not sure when I last made anything. It has always been my own “Act Of Love”. The “art” always expressed the things that I wanted to say when words failed me. Mostly “I love you, Jim”…
But next week we’ll be back with Love Song in profile as the Sons And Fascination/Sister Feelings Call 40th Anniversary celebration continues. In the meantime, I’d like to share a few earworms that are currently buzzing around my noggin. He was my love before I became “Kerrsed”. I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I…
I miss the conversation I’d have with him! But I can miss it all I like. Disnae mean hee haw.
And at Bridlington, exactly five months after this post…the dream came true. Not exactly to the letter…but pretty darn near to! I was on his left side, he pulled me in and pulled me to his side. I was too scared to reciprocate and put my arms around him – as much as I would…
Just had to share this bit. The last few sentences… More times than you could ever think it, Pete – and in as vivid detail as my imagination will allow. Usually culminating in the most GLORIOUS of “EUREKA!” moments, as Jim leaps from seated spot in the bath tub…
So…my Facebook feed tonight threw this one up at me. A piece of poetry I wrote. It was based on going out for a meal in Sydney’s northern suburbs with my sister to a place called Sambal. There we are outside it. One of my favourite dishes is laksa and this place were doing a…
I bury myself in the past because it is where all the best days are. Two things about these photos from Colchester Grandslam 2018 – 1) The first photo of us all lined up for the photo op – my face looks as it does as I am freaking out as to where to put…
I wanted to talk about David…with very little success. It’s the story of my life…
….can be gold. I wrote this about this one on my Priptona Art FB page… Don’t know whether the “mojo” is back…but if not, well…I just love that clip and it usually ends up inspiring something in me. And I just love that little action he makes right at the point he says “gold of…