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  • Notes from outside

    Notes from outside

    Ah, I bet you saw that title coming a mile off didn’t you!! I’m wending my wobbly way back to Stitchopolis having managed to catch a slightly earlier and, most importantly, direct train. Which is good because I don’t mind admitting my little jaunt has completely wiped out my energy levels.  Physically I started off…

  • Notes from inside

    Notes from inside

    Well, if I can stop my hands from shaking (it’s been a long day thus far)  I will give you an update from deep within the world of contemporary art…guys, Stitch goes to Frieze 2015…and, sort of, survives. I’m in one of the watering holes drinking a very abstemious fizzy water and attempting to sneak…

  • Prism

    Prism

    People are funny aren’t they? Funny weird, not funny haha. I met a woman yesterday, an acquaintance of a friend. This lady was retired, with an adult daughter who had got married, we learnt, a couple of years previously. The mother obviously doted on the daughter, even to the extent of carrying a double, framed…

  • Caught & social

    Caught & social

    So, I started my MA. I’m a student and my brain is wrenching and uncurling accordingly. Good brain. Well done. And I’m trying to work out what my ‘thing’ is. I have to have a ‘thing’. I thought my thing was flow. The creative process itself. That light bulb moment. But, I don’t think this…

  • Extra

    Extra

    Imagine that everything  had a layer of cling  film. Held taut as a drum  against you. So everything had At least  one extra step One more hurdle for you to fly through. Did I say everything ? I meant everything. From When Eyes open up,  till they close. When I’m Brushing my teeth  When I’m tying…