comet [COMET]
My son Andrew was born under the glow of Hale Bopp. I have been fascinated with passing comets ever since. Their forever fading tails [tales] seem as wonderful to me as … Continue reading comet [COMET]
Tag: progress hardly broke its stride
1998
‘The Rings of Saturn’ by W. G. Sebald was considered by critics to be “one of the most remarkable books of the year”
herring and silk: loss, light
I was very fortunate to have been commissioned by Alexander McCall Smith to make short films of two of the songs from ‘These are our Hands’. One of those films … Continue reading herring and silk: loss, light
apples on the sill of the window
A quote from ‘The Rings of Saturn’ by W G Sebald. This is for Mrs Picken.
Quite beyond my reach
Quotes about gates (one of my fascinations) from ‘The Rings of Saturn’ by W G Sebald
The circular Yew hedge
The circular Yew hedge in ‘The Rings of Saturn’ by W G Sebald
The Somerleyton Yew
There is a haunting account of the Somerleyton Yew maze in ‘The Rings of Saturn’ by W G Sebald
“then outstanding in the Hippocratic science”
W G Sebald begins ‘The Rings of Saturn’ with his search for the Skull of Dr Thomas Browne (1605-1682):
an old coat
Two summers ago I left my old coat in the centre of Aberdeen on a gravestone in St Nicholas kirkyard. The coat was old and had first been worn by … Continue reading an old coat
The Temple
W. G. Sebald in ‘The Rings of Saturn’ gives a wonderful account of Thomas Abrams of Chestnut Tree Farm, East Anglia. Thomas Abrams, a farmer, lived in an ancient moated … Continue reading The Temple
The Rings of Saturn
I recently read ‘The Rings of Saturn’ by W. G. Sebald. It is a haunting but beautiful book about humanity, landscape, nature, exploration, memory, connections, light and loss. In following … Continue reading The Rings of Saturn
“Consider the perfection of the infinite unseen”
The career, and it would seem the passion and love of Peter Gordon (1823-1885) ‘the gentle gardener’, began at Newton, Rayne, in Aberdeenshire. The ‘gentle gardener’ then traveled to Edinburgh … Continue reading “Consider the perfection of the infinite unseen”