Thursday, 24 March 2011
gap
there has ben a gap , stinking winter ,stinking cold, twists of fate affecting both solar and polar but were back hoping to attract more notice than before
Tuesday, 15 February 2011
tribalism
no blogs recently the cough and antibiotics got in the way. my best Friend in France solar himself said your friends are the family you choose you family is often what you get stuck with. in England we are stuck in tribal groups. upper class lower class ,we abuse each other as toffs ,scroungers no one wants heal wounds have an inclusive society where everyone top and bottom is motivated to help each other do their best. i was told by another friend i was a romantic, a hopeless idealist-- well the tribal groups don't work I've never had Muslim friend since i was at college it was when i played hockey and i learned to forget there was such a thing as colour or race re multicultural ism and nationalism prevents getting close to different groups. Dianne abbot said to come to hackney see our rainbow culture -a rainbow is a homogeneous whole one colour dependant on the other- if that's what hackney represents i cant wait to see this version of a non tribal big society
Wednesday, 26 January 2011
stylists
critics would say they are a mess however the Brits produce a crop of style eccentrics its hard to beat - way back to oscar wilde our, current stylists hold up the tradition. helen bonham carter in vivien westwood at the golden globes ,like fashion car crash, she stood out amongst the blonde glamour girls who all looked the same. then we've got russel brand wild and wonderful who wouldn't dream of wearing a tight blue suit, a dandy with his own style never on best dressed list, he should be because he's an image maker legs then there is also tilda swinton who looks like shes been resuscitated again no one like her these, three have created their own image are like fashion laboratories in the round. fashion slave David beckham take note youve fallowed every look under the sun but don't have your own sense of style
Tuesday, 25 January 2011
Le sang bleu de l'hiver
Début d'année au coeur de l'hiver. Début d'année, plus une mort qu'une naissance, comme un goût poussiéreux d'amertume, il faut refaire le chemin vers l'hiver prochain, traverser encore celui-ci qui n'est pas encore fini, aller vers le printemps avec allégresse, celle qui fait battre aux tempes le pollen et les fruits puis arrêter le cours des choses dans le grand coeur savoureux de l'été, le grand coeur de fruit rouge entrouvert et saignant, le grand coeur de l'été généreux et offert comme une femme du sud portant haut la poitrine, le grand coeur de l'été. Mais pas encore. Pas encore. Mon cher amour de Juillet. Pas encore. Il est encore Janvier et je promène celui que j'appelle mon corps le long des bateaux du port dans une immense lumière bleue. Le vent qui lui tranche les épaules fait son malin. Alors voilà, cette lumière bleue m'apparaît comme le sang bleu d'un immémoriale bête céleste et triste, là, sacrifiée dans le ciel pâle. Et tombé vers nous, liquide contre le sol, son sang bleu, épais et glacial. Le voilà qui nous colle à l'hiver.
Thursday, 20 January 2011
les faux pas
why are our leaders so ill educated about history Cameron said we were the Junior partner with the u.s in 1940 - the u.s didn't get into the war until 1942 when two turning points had been reached El ale main and Stalingrad. now sarkozy when he is in Alsace thinks he's in Germany, since the war the population of Alsace has done everything in its power to become wholly french this man is insulting, slack, and perhaps not worthy of the office he occupies
Saturday, 15 January 2011
an oasis
after the hectic times of Christmas wears your interconnect gland out, i for one need a quiet place, my own oasis a place to remember what am i all about-- its difficult living near to a building site but i try to imagine an empty space . what did i do in this place i read and then i drew or painted things i don't normally paint desert men, fighting bulls, in a medium i don't usually use, and i cut out all extraneous contact- that is contact you have because you think you have to,- if you don't you'll be anti socially or a sad looser- so it became movies s i wanted to watch food i wanted to eat, no comments ,no dissenters, no justification needed. on new year we had dinner with Vincent and honorine and very unobtrusive they were too ,which is just the way i like it when I'm in the oasis mood. out side the oasis, bad mouthing continues ,petty jealousies flourish ,incompetent fools are in charge everywhere, and the news is bad, a selfish British electorate, greedy Icelander's, floods in Australia and dull weather- yet i have to come out again or I'll have become an out of touch recluse ,the longer it goes on the more difficult it becomes.so today its off to Bristol to a marvellously eccentric ladies exhibition and then off to an Italian restaurant tonight with friends who i can disagree with but who don't sulk now that's a real treat- so ole i click my heels and back out into the world i go
Friday, 14 January 2011
madness
eu regulations force fisherman to disgard any fish caught that are over quota, therefore half the fish caught are returned to the sea dead, a futile waste this is part of the eu conservation policy but still madness . the solution fish less days keep all the catch, senseless killing of any living creature cannot be justified- join the protest movement by signing up at www. fishfight . net--- my great grand father was a fisherman i know how important the conservation of the seas is it is a vital resource we cannot afford to despoil
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