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Who can forget Evening Standard art snob Brian Sewell’s upturned nose at the very idea of an exhibition in Gateshead but not London. That was almost a decade ago and…
Who can forget Evening Standard art snob Brian Sewell’s upturned nose at the very idea of an exhibition in Gateshead but not London. That was almost a decade ago and…
“Will it, won’t it rain?” I asked over and over yesterday morning as I prepped for our second Poetry with Friends session at The Station Masters’ Community Wildlife Garden next…
Last Tuesday Poetry with Friends at The Mission transferred to The Station Masters’ Community Wildlife Garden next to Whitley Bay Metro Station. It was the first of four visits…
I’ve mentioned this writer before. I love the consistent and prolific Pilgham Platz blog. This week’s tale, The Collector is well worth checking out https://pilghamplatz.wordpress.com/2015/06/19/the-collector/
“Nurtured in storms the infant year” one of the poems (by Henry Pye) shared in Poetry with Friends at The Mission on Tuesday May 26th. The subject matter was Weather,…
Before bloggers we had diarists. Here are two entries from diaries written in London over 160 and 350 years respectively. Both taken from The Independent on Sunday 31st May 2015….
What do you do if you’re a newish dance artist or theatre company in the North East keen to be reviewed? It’s hard to get your name in the local…
Southern trees bear strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Pastoral scene…
“Had yer Jaw!” What an expression! Yer divven’t need a Phd in Sociolinguistics to work out the meaning. It means “Shut up!” here in Geordieland and was part of a…
My artistic collaborator, Anne Proctor creates our beautiful hand made books under the name Moonkwayk Studio. She’s had a busy few months working with my words. She’s currently working on…