Priesthope
I have no religion, but I needed to find your grave, and to chalk a coloured heart on your now ruined home. Marion, there is love in hope. In remembering … Continue reading Priesthope
being and becoming in the world
I have no religion, but I needed to find your grave, and to chalk a coloured heart on your now ruined home. Marion, there is love in hope. In remembering … Continue reading Priesthope
Temples are mausolea, mortality and beauty can live together. Boat o’Brig toll house. I was a mausoleum, You, the temple. Playfair temple at the end of that Douglas fir tree … Continue reading PLAYFAIR
I visit lost places to disappear like a dot on the horizon. always a marginal figure From Dryden to Aldbar, the merest dot in the distance. In my creativity I … Continue reading H O R I Z O N S
Last Sunday, whilst in Edinburgh, I revisited Greyfriars Kirkyard, where sitting on a table-tombstone I ate my sandwich lunch. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and colourful tourists … Continue reading HOPE
Recently, a friend of mine told me about Crichope Linn gorge, Crosshouse parish, Dumfriesshire. There are many wonderful stories about it and I am hoping to visit soon. Online there … Continue reading ‘He took no part in public life’
To play this short film please click here. Filmed : ‘The Glen’, Scottish Borders, April 2026. Remembering: Charles and Henry Tennant
To play this short film please click here or on the image above. Music credit: Paul Buchanan singing ‘Mid Air‘
To play this short film please click here or on the image above. Images: my own or from archives. These images have been altered, through prompts, by AI algorithms. Music … Continue reading This is an amateur film