‘Fattening calves in Strathaven’

On the way back from Ayrshire we passed this ruin. The old maps have revealed that it was a farmhouse called Dykehead:   It must have still had roof up … Continue reading ‘Fattening calves in Strathaven’

Boswell’s Summerhouse

Auchinleck summerhouse is carved directly into the red sandstone embankment that rises from Dippol burn. These photographs are from a visit on Sunday 8th September 2019:

Book of Company

On Sunday we visited Auchinleck House in Ayrshire. It was restored by James Simpson who is a friend of Peter’s. Auchinleck was the family seat of the diarist and biographer … Continue reading Book of Company

“Balyarrow forever”

The weekend before last we were in Fife exploring it’s northern Kingdom. As we were coming up the hill towards Creich castle I noticed two dilapidated, square built, iron roofed … Continue reading “Balyarrow forever”

Lost and Found

This is a film that is based on my visit to 14 William Street, Greenock on the last Saturday of August 2019. No. 14 William Street is a rare survivor. … Continue reading Lost and Found

from End to End

This short artistic film is about a gardener, who I call ‘the gentle gardener’.  This Victorian gardener carried the same name as me. He died in 1885 aged 57 years: … Continue reading from End to End

“We met yesterday” said the room

I cannot recall when I created the above mixed-media of a room. It is probably close to 30 years ago! The sketch below was drawn by me at Bovaglia, Glen … Continue reading “We met yesterday” said the room

The forgotten village

Almost nothing of the village of Binn remains. It lives on in memory alone. This film is for Ella Rae. Ella’s voice opens this film. Ella would have loved Ashley … Continue reading The forgotten village

To feel the wider life of Art

This was filmed at Barbreck, Argyll. It is about the friendship between James Archibald Campbell and Patrick Geddes. This film is for Ian Collins, who like Patrick Geddes has shown … Continue reading To feel the wider life of Art

grave full of years

Here in Radical Park where the unemployed were once employed: semi-circular panels in spandrels still rise up into an arch. Father-to-son, until 1902 ballads foretold that the Celtic Graemes would ‘never … Continue reading grave full of years