Friday, January 31, 2014
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Monday, January 27, 2014
nice observation on the benefit of piano practice during nine-minute interview with rusbridger for a german tv channel
we englischers can listen to the whole of the conversation in the second of the two fillums
Saturday, January 25, 2014
saturday ... vexed by my inability to sleep late, i wake at five and read the introduction to japanese drawings by j.r.hillier, studio vista, 1965, chucked out by the library because it was too old ... and scan in some favourites
hillier, himself a collector, writes that artists such as these made a living from paintings and prints .... and surprisingly few of their actual drawings were kept
Friday, January 24, 2014
parked the truck in reigate high street for a compulsory driver's rest break ... popped in to a stationers to get these stickers for alvi ... was very tired so fumbled for change ... the tired looking woman took my three pounds and turned away without a word
walked one hundred and fifty yards to oxfam bookshop ... searched through kids section ... put hand in pocket to count spending money ... not there !
a sixty-four-and-a-half-year-old running a hundred and fifty yards through heavy traffic and crowds must be an alarming sight
phew ! my last eighty quid still untouched on the counter
Sunday, January 19, 2014
sing ! sing ! sing ! .... FOXP2 ... lea velez has "facebooked" an interesting article from the spanish newspaper el pais that forced me to check out the gene and the protein it expresses in wikipedia ...
so it's all about the one-ness of nature, ennit ?
Saturday, January 18, 2014
popped in here, too ! but looked at the price list and then at what was being served, and decided to conserve my cash
Friday, January 17, 2014
A tiny hawthorn bush, but not at all young, and long since “topiarized” into an elegantly gnarled ellipsoid, stands leafless and grey-brown in the garden of a splendid house on Mayfield High Street, and comes suddenly alive as a flock of sparrows, chattering and screeching, enters the tangle of its branches and are instantly camouflaged.
At the bottom end of Kings’ Avenue in South London, as the schoolchildren go home, three pairs of identical twins in a hundred and fifty yards.
A letter from a dear friend looks up from the mat as I stagger home at the end of a fifty-six hour week. It is a long newsy reply to the long one I'd only posted on Monday.
Sunday, January 12, 2014
whaddya mean ... de-contextualized ? images begged, borrowed and or stolen from .... pauline at http://www.theoldposthouse.co.uk, eric ravilious, and last but never least, dame lady duchess the marchioness her rightfully royal highness, the mistress of the rag rugs, sheila evans, nominally titular queen of the gwendraeth valley
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve there with my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide,
"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies: "God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts: who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed
And post o'er land and ocean without rest:They also serve who only stand and wait.
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Friday, January 10, 2014
Thursday, January 9, 2014
after finishing work almost on time, i popped in to see this picture by Veronese before the BIG exhibition later this year ... it has been described by one critic as the gayest picture in the gallery