Lasting Impressions

Lasting Impressions

There’s a sense of freedom to walking in the wide open spaces of the hills, that you just don’t get from a stroll in the park with all its clutter and constant chatter. As you reconnect with the simplicity and timelessness of the landscape, a sense of perspective returns, and cares are shed in waves. There’s a natural resonance, similar to being fully absorbed in a good piece of music, and all else is left behind.

Would she hav dun da saim ting fer a byrne?

Would she hav dun da saim ting fer a byrne?

Foetal fold tumble, cast-iron stairs, coal scuttle rubbish clanging silence then thud skid of snow. I forgot to twist cat-like in the air. Fuck shit piss wank Ow! Pick up detritus and lob it in da bin. Limp back up to the flat. Skid past avoiding his not-shouting-back facing the kitchen glass-fronted cupboards (where Ma kept her…
Lugaid Cichech

Lugaid Cichech

Pitching black with the to and fro roll of it, the trawler nears the coast. A lick of paint in Copenhagen, a change of name to boot. The stacking of long boxes neck-high in the saloon. Stranding room only - then the dodging journey. 'Luk der itiiz!' The problematical flicker and a splash of oars. 'Jeezus wept…
Draped Nude Twat Tits

Draped Nude Twat Tits

‘Draped Nude’ (originally entitled ‘Femme nue drapée’), is an oil on canvas measuring 45.7cm x 37.5 and is thought to have been created during the spring of 1936 when Matisse was resident in Nice. The piece was purchased from the artist by Paul Rosenburg who was an influential Paris art dealer with sole rights to represent Pablo…
Gag Boy

Gag Boy

Age five was his first introduction to fight or flee adrenalin rush disabled from release. His first memory. He took me. How dat bastard dad fucker even new were the f’ing skool waz, I dunno. Nobody didn’t even no ’e ’ad no lingos! When his ‘windy’ closed (he has affection for it now), his older sister could…