At the pottery

 

Photos by legendary photographer Sam Nicholas.

still pottin

Making pots at

mousehole, Old coastguard hotel.

 

By the Sienne

My piano teacher.

 

 

My piano teacher John Thomson is planning a small run of concerts this summer so I took some pictures for him to use in posters an magazines. More info in the week and dates also....

poetry and painting, darkness and light.

 

I am showing a painting and a poem that I made, and done. They bear no relation to each other, other than being thought up in my head and then recorded down, you know what im saying yeh. this is my blog by the way if you havent been listening to radio three. there is darkness and light to behold but that is another story, don't worry I've written that down too. My poor bloggers.

 

Frozen flame.

 

For the weight of this world pounds upon me, I heave my inner strength, I proceed in darkness .

Weakened by my bonds, becoming inert, my virility spins away in flames.

A vagabond sleeping in a mire, is an old wolf crying no more, only whimpering.

Shivering and naked , a frozen flame, in oblivion

 

Granite paving in Penzance.

limitation

Can't hold on to yesterday
Can't let go of today
Can't wait for tomorrow