Brocken
I have never seen a Brocken. Maybe, one day, I will get a chance. But my days of climbing hills are gone following an unexpected seizure in the mountains above … Continue reading Brocken
being and becoming in the world
I have never seen a Brocken. Maybe, one day, I will get a chance. But my days of climbing hills are gone following an unexpected seizure in the mountains above … Continue reading Brocken
Rachel Gordon’s old notes [University of St Andrews]
The Antiquary: “is preoccupied on every level by the relation between past and present.” Mary Midgley: “These doctrines are often bizarrely over-confident and over-simple” George Orwell in Why I Write: … Continue reading Silent as light
Only dust makes light visible, bringing colour to skies that are not little.
In the Scotsman of last week I read that the University of Edinburgh has made it’s archive open to all [as a work in progress]: I have found myself getting … Continue reading Playfair
a poem by Peter.
Basil Spence designed this stained glass for the Meeting House rooflight, University of Sussex , 1965. It is wonderfully eye-catching!
Peter + Sian = light