Chained Connolly

I went into the city today and walked about Glasgow Green. As we (the OH was with me) walked down to the Green from Queen Street Station, I took photos of things that caught my eye or piqued my interest.

My favourite photo I took today is this one below. It was taken while standing in New Wynd. I like the perspective it gave, snapping the mural through the metal fencing.

The depth of field manipulation means Billy is in focus which makes it seem like the blurred fence is in motion almost.

It sets off a metaphor for me. Billy breaking free of some of the shackles of this city.

I read a book on him YEARS ago now, might have been his autobiography, in fact. He had a tough upbringing but geez, what joy he has brought to the world.

Anyway, just wanted to share the pic here.

Love ya, Big Yin! ❤️

An Independent Socialist – A World In Gray

Please do not be fooled by the blurb you see attached to the video! There really isn’t too much talk about the then imminent Scottish Independence referendum. It really is all about the remarkable Alasdair Gray. A man I wish I had been aware of, learned about and began to have some kind of – albeit without any actual personal interaction with – affinity for while he was still living.

There is a sadness I feel that, having moved to this amazing city just a few short weeks before, that Alasdair left us at the end of December in 2019.

Yes, you have to pay to watch the film – documentary – but if you love art, love the murals around Glasgow, have ever read Lanark or 1982 Janine and loved them – see that mural at Hillhead subway station each day (I can’t tell you how many times I have passed it by already and never realised it was there – with great shame) …

Just watch it.

Even as I am still finding my way through Lanark, I take in all the places I recognise. A number of them are local or not very far away. I even found myself reading a letter to a local paper he had submitted about wondering what was to become of Sighthill (the general area, not the cemetery – that wasn’t the topic of Gray’s letter) It is literally just up the road. Just go down to the end of the adjacent street, past the bowling green, round the corner, past the speedway track – up Finlas Street turning into Carlisle Street, until it meets Keppochill Road – and there you are. Sighthill Cemetery. Three weeks ago I didn’t even know it existed! There is NOTHING to mark it out on Google Maps. A few times coming down the A803 from the city centre by car or on public transport I could see there were some graves but I had assumed it was attached to a churchyard – not an actual full cemetery. A cemetery so vast that – as far as I am aware, only the Necropolis is larger (although trying to confirm this with research would indicate Sighthill is larger in acreage so I am a bit confused). Needless to say it is a large expanse and perplexing not to be revealed on a map!

Gray within the pages of Lanark seems to mention a street nearby, Ashfield Street. There is only one Ashfield Street in all of Glasgow. A few Ashfield Roads but no “street”. Only this one. It must be it! And there is talk of Riddrie where he grew up and the area that is now know as Robroyston but was once Garngad – all not terribly far away, further over to the east and north of us on the other side of Bishopbriggs.

But I shall stop waffling and let you watch it! I found it enthralling.

What A Bloody Wonderful Thing To Say!

OMG…and wouldn’t I wish! Not only for them to be honoured in Glasgow like that…but for a piece of MY ART to be used to do it?! I’d cry!!! It would be BEYOND amazing!

(Blacked out their name and pic to protect their identitiy online – New Old Dreamers is a closed fan group so this person may not want their details shared)