Filmed at Transit House. This film is based on a poem that I recently wrote on the Politician’s clock, in Transit House, Calton Hill Edinburgh. The poem is for Catherine … Continue reading That small place in the whole of time
Image is of Colinton village pharmacy
long ago [without understanding] I felt like Flaubert. I am grey now but Flaubert, dead-before-I-was born has not left me.
At the end of last year the sodium street lamps in our street were updated and the light changed from sodium yellow to electric white. As odd as this may … Continue reading Artificial light
