Here’s an interesting confluence of writing/linking1 worth visiting; last week Joel wrote about the threat to the future of Chinatown in London, The rents in Chinatown have already risen steeply in an attempt to force people out, and if the eastern part is demolished it’ll be a domino effect all down Gerrard Street and that’ll …
I always dread getting my hair cut. Waiting your turn, cursing yourself for not bringing a good book, feeling obliged to engage in the obligatory hair cut conversation. Going anywhere nice this year? This week’s trip was no exception. Left for lunch early to beat the queue and got beaten by people leaving work early …
No, I’m not talking about web site animations delivered through a particular type of browser, I’m talking about flash mobs meeting up with an opera performance. It’s on BBC3 right now, and repeated/reperformed at ten o’clock. It’s sufficiently odd for me not to have formed an opinion yet, but it’s making me smile so I …
Love is rare Life is strange Nothing lasts People change Fatherhood and ‘old’ age is turning me soft. Last night I was wiping my eyes after seeing the wonderful House of Sand and Fog, starring Ben Kingsley. Tonight I got a lump in my throat after hearing Gretchen Crier and Nancy Ford’s Old Friends on …
Another retrospective interview in LA Weekly, discussing the beginning of the ‘pre-movement’ with the infamous Bill (found via Smart Mobs). The nature of public space in America today has changed. It’s shopping malls, large chain stores, that kind of thing. The presumption is that you’re going to purchase something, but once you try to express …
Saw some art, hit a bank, bought some strings and a pick for my guitar, scored some drugs. It’s amazing what you can get done in a lunch break. First the art. I found out about ‘The Window’ project last week via Kate Pemberton’s site: endfile.com. It’s a simple project; a window has been leased …
Mild mannered reporter Matt Revell, has succeeded where the Daily Telegraph and Sky News failed. He’s recorded an interview with the organiser of the flash mob event I previously wrote about. Here’s the mp3 link.
‘If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller’ by Italo Calvino How well I would write if I were not here! If between the white page and the writing of words and stories that take shape and disappear without anyone’s ever writing them there were not interposed that uncomfortable partition which is my person! Style, taste, …
Somebody should warn all the Shire horses across the world – they’re about to get sued.
by cosmiko (hardware from: lomography.com)