Category Archives: Found Art

At Crombie Point

. Ink etched blue silence. Cold harbour spires, sketched over cubist sails. Thorn pinned birds still tethered. Wings opening, sensing the sky   … . The ruined pier at Crombie Point. (January, 2017). Jules Verne travelled to Scotland for the first … Continue reading

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Spectral Dreams of the City Stones

 A dream in masonry and living rock Robert Louis Stevenson the habit of dreaming and the ability to dream are primordial Fernando Pessoa . adrift casting a line to pull down the stars . . at the threshold of hearing, … Continue reading

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Following Ben Jonson: From Culross to Dunfermline

To begin the journey, we congregate almost four hundred years after Jonson. In front of the Palace walls, a set of variations in muted ochre, the orange pantile roof catches weak strands of sunlight on this September morning … ≈≈≈ Tales for Travellers and Travellers Tales … walking in the footsteps … Continue reading

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Time of the Vanishing ( )

That time of day in December when the last flicker of light gives way to shadow and smothering darkness The sea a dark mirror, pulling down the sky   Time of the Vanishing (          ) . Time of retreat ≈≈≈ From the shore at Limekilns, 3rd December … Continue reading

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Language of Objects I-V

I . I whisper in colours of time and space . II . Don’t you think I feel these scars, the tightening noose of ivy? . III . No sun ever shines here yet my soaked skin feeds green shoots … Continue reading

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Fragments of Istria: an Assemblage

We could eat this sky. Stretch up, scoop out handfuls; smear our faces and taste the fanfare of sunset.   II   Out of red earth lines of olive trees, vines and quarried stone.     Centuries of building, dwelling, tending the … Continue reading

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Good Times = 2016 =

Perhaps just another graffiti strewn doorway but the phrase “Good Times = 2016 =” called out. I doubt that there are many people I know who would readily conflate 2016 and ‘good times’.  So just a throwaway action with a spray can? irony? a small … Continue reading

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