“Fundamental accuracy of statement is the one sole morality of writing.”
This PHOTOBOOK WITH POEMS will be about my hometown of Didcot, Oxfordshire. I am a Working-Class boy from a council estate in Didcot, Oxfordshire which is the wrong side of the tracks from Oxford and all it stands for. This is a kind of auto-biography of myself and my hometown of Didcot where I lived…
Here some of the seminal books that influenced me over the years.. This quickly got out of hand and a more rational attempt will be made later….Margaret Atwood’s Survival and Jonathan Bate’s book missing..
Like a bad penny this story never dies and after I had this photograph taken yesterday I thought similar and did some more digging and found two new articles on ‘Flynn’ and for those less squeamish that comes from the saying ‘in like Flynn’ about Errol Flynn’s legendary bedding of women. the full story in…
I have spent the afternoon reading the beginning of Yvor Winters ‘The Function of Criticism’ which I acquired about 30 years ago. I also read a couple of interesting articles online. The first by the poet David Yezzi is interesting and makes a case for his continuing relevance. The second is a wider career over-view…
EDWIN SMITH POEMS Back in October 2014 (now six years ago) I was on the first term of a Creative Writing M.A. at NTU. I was also with uncanny timing commissioned (the first and so far the only time I been commissioned) by R.I.B.A. through Apple and Snakes to write in response to a lovely…
Poetry and I have not been getting on…. In fact I have been ignoring poetry, shelving it, filing it and generally pushing it to the back of my mind for the past decade.To start with this was deliberate as the combination of employment in an art school (note word art there not a writing school)…
I wrote this statement in 2010. Nothing has changed. I am using this ‘credo’ as the basis of my new ‘great leap forward’ with the Thames art and technology idea.. Delineation of ‘Theory’: An artist’s personal statement Throughout my ‘art-working’ life some things have remained stubbornly, one might even say obsessively’, constant. Be it…
Back in 2010 I started off with the title Track for a multimedia M.A. that finally did not happen. However the seeds of some kind of project centred around the impact of the railway on the movement of people and ideas started then. This is now bearing fruit as a double project centred on my…
PAPER BOATS ON PRIVATE ROAD A lone slim figure in Sunday best gets off the tram on Woodborough Road, Hesitates then proceeds down Private Road until it dog-legs east at his destination As he turns along the high brick wall he hears children’s laughter, a maid calling He stands at the gate hidden by trees and calls, the maid comes to…