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
Tag: time
Craigroy [do you think memories are made of atoms too?]
Last week I visited Craigroy on the Altyre Estate. My great-great-grandparents, John Gordon and Euphemia Ferguson, raised their family here before moving to Cothall. More than 30 years ago my … Continue reading Craigroy [do you think memories are made of atoms too?]
Canto Two
Dylan said listen to it pass – listen. Nabokov did not believe in it. Einstein talked about it relatively. Evidence may be bound but experience is not: Time passes time … Continue reading Canto Two
Canto One
This is from life, I was there: exploring secrets hidden behind shapes, colours and scents – the smell of that philadelphus, god almighty! In Canto One I lived on, flew … Continue reading Canto One
Hints
I would suggest that these hints matter today as much as any time in history:
Vivendo discimus
The Antiquary worries: that today’s Science has lost the place of T I M E in our lives. [a poem for now, then, and all that may become]
This is now
three words in the past.
That small place in the whole of time
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
The Politician’s clock
Weel done Edinburgh for returning the “politician’s clock” tae the window of Transit House on Calton Hill. In this post I share what I have found in the archives about … Continue reading The Politician’s clock
BEV
Hamilton Mausoleum: it was the derelict and vandalised Keeper’s cottage, among ancient overgrown yews, that inspired this film. ‘BEV’ [whoever you are] you are the heart of this film.
John Betjeman and E M Forster
Words are from Howards End by E. M. Forster.
I struggle to measure
Subjectivity – that which makes us human – should not simply roll over to data, that in its collection has losses: experience “translated” to words, and then words “translated” to … Continue reading I struggle to measure