‘And it’s true that I am a person of enthusiasms,’ writes Nigella Lawson in the introduction to her book, Simply Nigella.* I, also, am a person of enthusiasms. Some people may call them obsessions; some passions; some fixations, but I … Continue reading Enthusiasms and the Kitchen
When I got an iPad (my first) in April, I had high hopes for all the things I’d be able to do with/on it. My laptop is getting old (5 years!) and I’d like to keep it for work stuff … Continue reading Mobility
The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly–and true– But let a Splinter swerve– ‘Twere easier for You– To put a Current back– When Floods have slit the Hills– And scooped a Turnpike for Themselves– And trodden out the Mills– … Continue reading Possession
Trying to make sense of some stuff and, also, have been fretting that I haven’t published a post yet this year, so I thought I’d combine the two. Continue reading Workings Out
I’m just exploring something and it’s not going well… Here’s a picture 💚 Continue reading Pay no attention
It’s six-o-two on Christmas morning. We are in a distillery cottage on Islay, Dave is sleeping, the wind is roaring round us like a fury, causing the wood in the stove to burn too quickly. I can’t work out how … Continue reading And, Away!
The Commission I was asked to create an artefact that spoke to the idea of a two year old girl’s first words being a premonition about meeting her future husband. The words were, ‘man over water.’ And the idea was … Continue reading Artist Overboard
I tend to think I’m rubbish at working to someone else’s specifications. That commissions stifle my imagination. But, the only projects I’ve managed to complete, successfully, in the last year or so have all been commissions. All my current self … Continue reading Artist Date 2: A Commission
I am on a lonely road and I am travelling, sang Joni Mitchell in a song I like very much. But her problem could be considered quite the opposite of mine: I’m in a melee and I’m going nowhere. So, … Continue reading An Artist and her Bus Pass
Like everyone, Covid has affected my life in a zillion random ways. While I’ve had the very good fortune not to get sick, I’m somewhat weighted by certain repercussions. No writing classes, for example; I haven’t had a paying job … Continue reading The Artist’s Date
Eryl Gasper-Dick, still curious 