Tuesday, November 06, 2007

bread making

came across this article on breadmaking

If I buy bread flour from Lidles at 49p for 1.5 kg I can make 3 loaves for the price of almost half a loaf.

This is my basic recipe

Mix 500 g of flour, 1 dessertspoon of sugar, 1 desert spoon of oil, one egg, one teaspoon of granular yeast, a pinch of salt, and temp water 250 g (if its too hot the yeast is killed) Mix, kneed for 5 mins of so until a smooth dough. Cover and leave to rise.

Either shape into bagels and do a second rising then briefly dip into boiling water and then bake for 15 mins or put the dough into oven for a loaf. About 5 or 6 gas mark until the bottom of the loaf is hollow sounding.

If you have no egg you can leave out the egg and a mix of wholewheat flours is good and sunflower seeds.

gloomy gray day

Post Guy Fawkes (last night the local teenagers were letting off rockets in park, creating bonfires and using shopping trolleys from Scotmid to transport burning flames of a don't know what) Observed for a while then decided to skedaddle home as I was sure I'd end up witnessing some terrible accident.

The gray makes me feel I should count my blessings.

I've paid my vast library fine ! I can now take out books !

Bread rising in the kitchen as I type.

Washing in machine being cleaned.

I scored two £5 tickets to London in January so I can see my niece and have something to look forward to after Christmas. Even better my trip will co-incide with R's trip to a conference so we can have madcap photographic London adventures.

I'm going to Glasgow tomorrow - so I can visit the magazine section of Borders (almost all my current students put this down as an artist date last week!)

There are cute ferrets at Cuteoverload and an account of Kaffe Fassett lecturing at Mason Dixon.

Monday, November 05, 2007

orange almond cake

I promised my students a cake a week this is the one I made up last wed.

100g ground almonds
100g flaked almonds
3 eggs
1/3 cup sugar
tablespoon of vegetable oil.
zest one orange and squeeze the juice out.

Mix all together. I kept on moving the mixture from cake tin to cake tin as I couldn't quite get the right size for the amount of mixture.

Put in oven 20-25 mins until knife comes out fairly clean at gas mark 6.

Bonus this is gluten free.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Wednesday, October 31, 2007


milk run

I had to apply for a job this morning but woke to find no milk in the fridge. I nipped to the supermarket, crossed the road so I couldwalk under the trees in the picture below. Its very autumnal here. With caffine application done and now onto the housework.


Tuesday, October 30, 2007


shameful confessions

We all have our dark shadow side. My friend a very liberal law lecturer likes to read the Daily Mail on line 'The commenters are so right wing that I feel better!'

I confess to an habit of gossip & celebrity which I somehow can square completely with a devotion to being a treehugger. Every day I must visit gawker, defamer, and go fug yourself.

Now you know the truth....

Sunday, October 28, 2007

via Keri Smith

Something weird started to happen to my face yesterday - it started to swell on the right hand side. I've phoned NHS 24 and they seem to think I'll live until tomorrow - when I can see my doctor.However during my useless unproductive morning I've been surfing the archives of the Shambhala Sun magazine. Highly recommended Bhuddist undoing!

more photography competitions

here at the Guardian a link

Just off to sit outside with coffee and my morning pages.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

The Guardian on anti specialism.

Friday, October 26, 2007


Wednesday, October 24, 2007

aaagh ! Peg Bracken of the I hate to cook book has just died!

Way to go 4 husbands....


Monday, October 22, 2007

Shed love

in Australia....

I have a shed - mostly storing half bicycles, paint and the barbeque but its the one thing which caused most envy when I moved here. I painted it in stripes along the wooden panels and is a very jolly feature now.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Haunting

The Photographers Gallery had a call for photos on the theme of haunting. I've just submitted this one. www.photonet.org.uk/hauntings

Go and submit your own. I have to say somewhat snarkily that I was unimpressed by the other submissions. You think a pile of ironing is haunting....

Friday, October 19, 2007

Monday, October 15, 2007

If you're bored, you're not paying attention

Yarnstorm - this blog inspires me to take up my knitting needles again. Gorgeous gorgeous colours - sadly I think my Scottish abode means my photies always have a slightly driech cast to them. I sometimes yearn to be sweetie coloured with lots of artifical additives.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Yellow Cat

A few days ago my Polish lodger announced "I was very hot last night. I woke up and found a yellow cat sleeping on my bed."

"Marmalade" I interjected - I've got to keep him uptodate with idioms.

The resident cat Frida is an all velvet black girl.

"It must have got in through the window. I woke it up and it just looked at me as if to say 'I'm quite comfortable thanks - why are are you disturbling me?'"

Yesterday I found the 'yellow' cat in my kitchen on the counter behind the sink surveying life out of my kitchen window. Miss Frida was most unimpressed.

I asked if he was cold and wanted the heating on. He said he would be fine if the yellow cat came to sleep.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Good how to Collage guide in your journal.

Monday, October 08, 2007


Sunday, October 07, 2007

book making classes in Edinburgh by Kirsty O'Connor

Pamphlet Stitch Books –the simplest form of bookbinding.
We will make a variety of soft cover books using beautiful handmade papers, embroidery threads, beads, feathers and punches.
Sunday October 14th 11am-5pm. £35

Please get in touch if you would like to come –tel: 0131 659 5408 if you’d like more info.

good stuff

Send your friends a Dylan message.

13 ways to be Bodaciously nice to yourself.

I've decided to be bodaciously nice to myself by going to cafes, writing postcards (crazy when there is a postal strike on but they will get to their destination eventually).

By seeing two yes two films in one evening The Kingdom and The Singer can't get much more of a contrast.

Spending the whole of Saturday in bed, daydreaming, listening to Radio 7 and napping with the cat - and refusing to feel bad about it.

Taking walks into the unknown and seeing a Adam designed house, two highland cows (one blonde one brunette) and a chestnut horse, the dappled light under the woods.

Taking leaps into the unknown and giving up my job to make space for new stuff.

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Upcoming NaNoWriMo - National Novel Writing Month in November. Good to get advance warning so you can clear your calendar - more info here.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

too much not enough should etc etc







Yikkes I've been ill since last Thursday. I won't go into the detials but I've had to cancell 3 social events over the weekend. And I'm getting impatient 'I should be feeling better by now' 'How long is this going to take' and fretting about all the undone things which should have been done this weekend.






I'm relearning patience over and over again. I'm such a slow learner...




Monday, September 24, 2007

John Bellany

I've been meaning to write about him for months ever since I saw Jen Gray's post about meeting him in Italy.

My mother was at art college with him. Very hard working she said. Some of her fellow students were terrible wasters....

Many years later some family friends who had also been at art college with him fell on hard times and had to move to the country and downsize into a small cottage.What to do with the JohnBellany they had bought from him at his degree showing? They hoped to sell it but in the meanwhile my parents stored it for them and for about 8 years it hung in my parents hallway. A picture all in ochres of his grandmother on a boat gutting fish. He grew up in a fishing village outside Edinburgh. A huge picture 6' x 4'. I'm not a fan of Bellany's work but that picture grew into me. Eventually despite trying very hard to get the Modern Art Gallery to buy it the friends sold it to a private corporate collection in the City of London. It probably sits opposite a hedge fund manager. And it explains why I was unable to find an image of it on Google.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Mixed weekend.

Yesterday ill and in bed all day shivering. Tired and missed two potientially lovely social events as a result. Damn!

Today left house at 11am went up to Broughton St and decided to treat myself to brunch out. The first cafe I went to was packed to walked down the street found one almost empty. It was great ! I settled in with a cooked breakfast, cappachino, wrote postcards to my friends (they will be posted tomorrow look out in your post!), wrote in my journal, read and watched the world go by.

I came home, to find my mother directing my lodger to cut my hedge, she then started bossing me about the painted trim to my window sills.She thinks I should paint them white. I think I should make them striped to match my shed. After she left I shopped.

Anyway I feel much more energised to do the things I have to do after giving myself the gift of a parcel of pleasure just for myself. I find rewards don't work. The other way round does.

Other things I've noticed - on Thursday I had to meet someone I'd never met before (but corresponded with via email for many years) go to the next city, met a friend, then met two other friends in the evening went for a guided walk for an hour and a half then got the train back home another hour. I was home at 10 pm after intensely rushing about for over 12 hours. Then I rememberd my life before ME - my days were like this all the time.Boy have things changed.
Cool blog on doing things imperfectly here.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Hey

Saturday, September 15, 2007

The Armenian Rug shop in Dundas st

Its a bit gray and gloomy here today and I wanted to post something bright and cheerful but my photos seem to militate against that.

Made some important decisions in head. Things to let go of etc.Then met two friends to See Run Fatboy Run last night - a belated birthday celebration. They took me out to dinner afterwards, half a bottle of wine and tiramisu with candles! I was very touched.

Today been lazing about motivation at an all time low but about to leave to see the red haired peril aka neice.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Cheap and cool photos a great article via Harrumph


check out Gaping Void's interesting post on cartooning.


Sunday, September 02, 2007


Oli & Tom in the meeting room. Just reading Letting Go of the Camera by Brooks Jensen. Great short essays about the art of being a photographer. I'm still learning the art of separating myself from the picture I thought I took from the one I have taken.

Saturday, September 01, 2007


Thursday, August 30, 2007



Hallam Foe Party EIFF 2007

rainbows and kittens, brown paper parcels

Not quite, I left work on Monday got the bus home and as I walked towards my flat a beautiful rainbow appeared over Leith Links and the football match going on under it. I've just done the bulk of a job which felt like 24 hours a day for two months, actually it was more like 10-12, and the last two weeks without a day off. Occasionally I'd go off and the results were always hideous. So the rainbow was a sign ! A definite sign that I was out the other side. Now I've caught up on my sleep, made roast chicken, talked to the cat, done a load of washing, bought books, written postcards, contemplated the washing up mound and processed some films. Slowly easing back to 'normal' life.

Except that I don't want my normal life at all. Just before this job started I met a friend for a walk and she asked me if I'd teach again in the autumn. And I blurted out 'I don't know if I'll be here.' I stunned myself -I didn't know I was even thinking of leaving but I must have been. I've been thinking the unthinkable. Upending the assumptions about my life and the way it should be - its shocking - I feel a little selfish. And that makes me think I'm on the right track. So my head is buzzing with a million things which seem more pressing than my v lazy day. Visits to 3 bookshops, two cafes, one film screening and picking up some holgas from Happy Snaps.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

great posting here

insane work load eased a bit today. Friend staying, coffee,lunch, dinner with nice people who actually LIKE me feel 100% better.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Learn to create
Unique Handmade Books
workshops Autumn ’07 with Kirsty O’Connor


Paste Papers and Simple Books
We will spend the morning making paste papers, an easy, fun and effective paper decorating technique. In the afternoon we will use them to make some simple and completely unique books.
Sunday 2nd September 10.30am-5pm

Pamphlet Stitch Books –the simplest form of bookbinding. We will make a variety of soft cover books using beautiful handmade papers, embroidery threads, beads, feathers and punches.
Sunday 14th October 11am-5pm

Unique Books as Gifts
Handmade books make delightful gifts. Choose from a range of books to make and lots of lovely paper and trimmings to make them with!
Sunday 11th November 11am-5pm

Cost: £35 per day workshop covers all materials -including a great range of papers and trimmings and refreshments.
Venue: Patriothall Studios, Stockbridge, Edinburgh.
All classes are held in the conducive atmosphere of Kirsty’s studio at Patriothall WASPS. Classes are limited to six participants, so plenty of individual attention is assured. If you have papers you would like to use please bring them.

Booking
Please book by sending a deposit of £10 -cheque payable to Kirsty O’Connor- with your name, address, telephone.no. email and which class(es) you’d like to attend to:
Kirsty O’Connor, 15/1 Waverley Park, Edinburgh EH8 8ER

For more information tel: 0131 659 5408 or email: kirstyoconnor@phonecoop.coop


Kirsty O'Connor
Mixed media artist maker, Kirsty O’Connor, works in clay and paper –making voluptuous pots and unique books. She has a wide range of skills and experience of working in textiles, graphic design and illustration, painting, drawing and community arts.

Her passion for making books started on a course with Eleanor White at Ullapool and has continued with other teachers and through her own exploration. She loves to share what she has learned.
Students find it empowering, satisfying and a lot of fun to create books. From very simple to more complex structures and designs, there is something for everyone from beginner makers to experienced artists.

Besides teaching how to make unique books Kirsty also makes bespoke books for marriages and memorials.

For more information tel: 0131 659 5408 or email: kirstyoconnor@phonecoop.coop

Wednesday, August 08, 2007


secret messages

Thursday, July 26, 2007

i dream of excel spreadsheets

emails

budgets

i'm only here blogging because I had to leave work early today due to a cold.

Blog will be rethought in september

Sunday, July 15, 2007

cross week

I mean I'm cross about everything.

I'm cross about not having a proper chair at work so I spent most of Sat in bed with my back in agony.

I'm cross that the lodger doesn't turn things upside down when they are washed so they dry.

I'm even crosser that he uses up my onions so I can't make my dinner.

I'm really cross when he tells me after my day in agony that I shouldn't stay in bed because it will 'depress me'. I'll be fekking depressed if I want to.

Sunday, July 08, 2007

you grow girl

great inspirational website for would be gardeners - based in Canada so UK gardeners might need to compensate for local conditions. Thinking of getting some tomoato plants or spinach I have a sudden yearning to become more self sufficient in something more than rosemary.



mundane moments of life

Sitting outside with my breakfast on a bench and it being dry!

Calling my brother and parents to let then know about the new advances in cat loo technology. I went to the pet shop yesterday and blew £5.95 on a new kitty litter tray...

My sister in law telling me how my neice nearly manged to swipe her sandwich yesterday lunchtime. 5 months red haired and determined.

Monday, July 02, 2007

Reading Milk and Cookies blog and feeling very hungry. About to make chocolate cake - anything to cheer one self up with this terrible wet gloom.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

This is one of Sarah's images from her website.

Art & Healing

Sarah Zoutewell has a blog about her journey to use art for healing purposes.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Photographic Portrait Prize 2007

closing date 27 July 2007 sponsored by the National Portrait Gallery London. More info here.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Last night just after midnight we set off across the woods to visit the standing stones. It was raining (in fact its been raining for three days and shows no sign of stopping). We scrambled up an embankment with sticks cracking and small leaves squishing from the beech trees. A small diversion as we got lost, no streetlights, sadly no sighting of badgers and we were there. Huge slabs of stone surrounded by pine trees. Orginally highly polished with fires going inbetween each stone with the mica glittering. One lying with two posts at each end - a frame to see the moon rise. Amazing. I did take photots with the holga on a fast film but no idea of any of them will come out. Now back home coffee on stove to try and get the chill out of my bones.

Scottish Megaracks - megalithic anoracks

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Off on an adventure. I'm going up north to a Midsummer Celebration. A friend of a friend has bought a house with its own prehistoric stone circle.

Of course its tipping it down so it may be a slightly sodden celebration. But its so exciting to be leaving the city this weekend.

Thursday, June 21, 2007


Newcastle Station

It feels weird to be back - plunged into work and the trip seems a distant dream. Punting in Cambridge, sitting by the Thames, ambling around Liberty's.

Friday, June 15, 2007


Holga Feb 2007 family on Newcastle station for Helena

Off on a train journey to London - back soon.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

What do I thirst for?

Connection

Home

Authenticity

Realness

Control

???

Yes I admit it - I'm a control freak! I've started back at a job I do annually. Its high pressure I admit. But normally I ease myself back into it a bit like a frog being dropped into water with its temperature rising slowly so I don't notice. But it was boiling today and yesterday. And I'm dependent on other people doing things and so I feel 'out of control'. But now I've admitted my control issues I do feel a bit better.

breathe

breathe

breathe

!!

I can go back to the fray and just do the next thing in front of me. I find that helps a lot. And Lists.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Can you help?

Can you keep an eye out for David, he is very charming and a great worry he's missing and also if you could email any Edinburgh friends, particularly those in the Leith area, that would be greatly appreciated.

Many thanks
Susan

Begin forwarded message:
Hi everybody
I am sending out this e-mail to everybody I have an e-mail address for, in the hope that somebody might be able to help.

My dearest friend David Hopps is missing. I last spoke to him on Thursday 31th May, and nobody has heard from him since Fiday 1st June.

Many of you will already know David, and will not need to see a picture of this very disctinctive man. For those of you who do not know David, please take the time to look at his picture, and let me know if you have seen him since last Thursday. He is very distninctive, very English. He is a real gentleman, and stands out in a crowd. This gives me hope that even if you do not know David, if you have seen him in the last week, you might recall him. David lives in Leith, but is often around town. One of has favourite past-times is sketching, and can often be seen sketching historic buildings. Please let me know if you see David. I know this sounds very cheeky, but it would be so fantastic if you could forward this e-mail to your friends and aquaintences who are in the Edinburgh area, in the hope that it may jog somebodys memory. I am beside myself with worry, as are his other friends, and so very much appreciate your time

Thanks so much for your time. You can call me on my mobile any time, 07748 858892, or my home number 0131 622 0042..

With very best wishes,

Sue Thompson

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Great interview with Keri Smith here.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

lush?

Non lush week - a massive financial problem I've been wrestling with. Someone I've done work for doesn't want to pay me. Much much emailing and toing and froing. In between I gather myself up and try to get back to my life and not let this depress me. Gosh this is hard work. I saw a small boy on the bus this morning counting toffies in his tiney wee hands. A friend struggling to get into her flat with bags of shopping, another friend around for coffee, finding an unused stamp to write to a far away friend. Tiny lushious moments snatched from the wreckage of a week. Wish me luck I'm about to enter the fray again.

Magnum slideshow of last 60 years of photos.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

randomish snippets

Bookslut is running a series of interviews with writers.

Philp Glass was speaking on Front Row tonight about being surprised about his success 'I had a day job until I was 40'. Carol Lloyds book 'Creating a life worth living' is great for getting artists to think about things like 'day jobs' and the support structures people need to create for their creative work.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

post braai

(Braai= South African for barbecue)

Diego cat has gone to the great Cat Basket in the Sky. I'd meant and meant to have a birthday party for him and his sister so with his untimely demise I eventually got myself into gear and sent out invites about a week ago via email and even via mail mail. Shopped yesterday (thank you C for your kind help in lugging back the booty and for the Pimms).

Then I got up this morning made a birthday cake for the remaining feline, cleaned, made salads, moved furniture. Directed the lodger to get more charcoal. And then wished I hadn't started the whole shebang. About 1.30 if nobody turned up (apart from being overwhelmed by a feeling that nobody loves/cares for me) I would have been relieved. Then by mid afternoon the garden was packed, small children were dashing around the house. Frida cat had escaped to the furthest furthest branch of the wild cherry tree to escape, my friend Katty had thank god briskly taken over the task of burning sausages. By late afternoon the rain had started (the dodgy weather we have had this week can squarely be blamed on me for outrageously wanting to have a braai at all in Scotland ) We huddled under the tree with umbrellas eventually giving up an hour later and fleeing to the kitchen. Wee Joe had decided that noisy cat toys are fab and he went off clutching two examples. The last guest left at 7.30. Glasses are waiting to be washed up. But I'm so glad that I made the effort even with that sinking pre event feeling - its so worth riding through it to the good stuff. People reconnecting, having passionate conversations, parents just having a break, emails being exchanged, making connections. We are connected people but we have to work at it give our selves places to be connected. It was good I hope to do it before the end of the year. And I hope I don't influence the weather so disastrously next time.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Alice Ayers via 52projects -great photographs


Thursday, May 31, 2007

'I have a friend who’s an Italian filmmaker of great artistic sensibility. After years of struggling to get his films made, he sent an anguished letter to his hero, the brilliant (and perhaps half-insane) German filmmaker Werner Herzog. My friend complained about how difficult it is these days to be an independent filmmaker, how hard it is to find government arts grants, how the audiences have all been ruined by Hollywood and how the world has lost its taste…etc, etc. Herzog wrote back a personal letter to my friend that essentially ran along these lines: “Quit your complaining. It’s not the world’s fault that you wanted to be an artist. It’s not the world’s job to enjoy the films you make, and it’s certainly not the world’s obligation to pay for your dreams. Nobody wants to hear it. Steal a camera if you have to, but stop whining and get back to work.” I repeat those words back to myself whenever I start to feel resentful, entitled, competitive or unappreciated with regard to my writing: “It’s not the world’s fault that you want to be an artist…now get back to work.” Always, at the end of the day, the important thing is only and always that: Get back to work. This is a path for the courageous and the faithful. You must find another reason to work, other than the desire for success or recognition. It must come from another place. '

Elizabeth Gilbert

hand written notes to myself

I've had an odd few days. Financial stress, being let down, sitting on my frustrations is so tiring. I've been out and about walking in the city and at the beloved Porty beach for two weeks straight. We'll I flaked yesterday. I stayed home. Read and watched terrible terrible TV. I think one can safely say the opening of Big Brother 2007 is truly terribleTV.

If I was going to write a hand written note to myself it would say.

'Its ok you don't have to do all the time. Its ok to be. And its ok to say this this sucks.'

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Travelling by train in US

interesting article via kottke.

1. Go to the ugliest or most forlorn place you know—a drugstore parking lot, the front porch of a crack house, a toxic waste dump, or the place that symbolizes your secret shame—and build a shrine devoted to beauty, truth, and love.Here are some suggestions about what to put in your shrine: a silk scarf; a smooth rock on which you've inscribed a haiku or joke with a felt-tip pen; coconut cookies or ginger candy; pumpkin seeds and an origami crane; a green kite shaped like a dragon; a music CD you love; a photo of your hero; a votive candle carved with your word of power; a rubber ducky; a bouquet of fresh beets; a print of Van Gogh's Starry Night.

2. Late at night when there's no traffic, stride down the middle of an empty road that by day is crawling with cars. Dance, careen, and sing songs that fill you with pleasurable emotions. Splay your arms triumphantly as you extemporize prayers in which you make extravagant demands and promises. Give pet names to the trees you pass, declare your admiration for the workers who made the road, and celebrate your sovereignty over a territory that usually belongs to heavy machines and their operators.

3. Where exactly does happiness come from? That's the riddle posed by David Meyers and Ed Diener in their article, "The Science of Happiness," published in *The Futurist* magazine. Write your answers to their question. Map out the foundations of your own science of happiness. Get serious about defining what makes you feel good. What specific experiences arouse your deepest gratification? Physical pleasure? Seeking the truth? Being a good person? Contemplating the meaning of life? Enjoying the fruits of your accomplishments? Purging pent-up emotion?

4. Have you ever seen the game called "Playing the Dozens?" Participants compete in the exercise of hurling witty insults at each other. Here are some examples: "You're so dumb, if you spoke your mind you'd be speechless." "Your mother is so old, she was a waitress at the Last Supper." "You're so ugly, you couldn't get laid if you were a brick." I invite you to rebel against any impulse in you that resonates with the spirit of "Playing the Dozens." Instead, try a new game, "Paying the Tributes." Choose worthy targets and ransack your imagination to come up with smart, true, and amusing praise about them. The best stuff will be specific to the person you're addressing, not generic, but here are some prototypes: "You're so far-seeing, you can probably catch a glimpse of the back of your own head." "You're so ingenious, you could use your nightmares to get rich and famous." "Your mastery of pronoia is so artful, you could convince me to love my worst enemy."

5. Salvador Dali once staged a party in which guests were told to come disguised as characters from their nightmares. Do the reverse. Throw a bash in which everyone is invited to arrive dressed as a character from the best dream they remember.6. "The messiah will come when we don't need him any more," wrote Franz Kafka. Give your interpretation of his remark . . . .

7. On a big piece of cardboard, make a sign that says, "I love to help; I need to give; please take some money." Then go out and stand on a traffic island while wearing your best clothes, and give away money to passing motorists. Offer a little more to drivers in rusty brown Pinto station wagons and 1976 El Camino Classics than those in a late-model Lexus or Jaguar.

8. In response to our culture's ever-rising levels of noise and frenzy, rites of purification have become more popular. Many people now recognize the value of taking periodic retreats. Withdrawing from their usual compulsions, they go on fasts, avoid mass media, practice celibacy, or even abstain from speaking. While we applaud cleansing ceremonies like this, we recommend balancing them with periodic outbreaks of an equal and opposite custom: the Bliss Blitz.During this celebration, you tune out the numbing banality of the daily grind. But instead of shrinking into asceticism, you indulge in uninhibited explorations of joy, release, and expansion. Turning away from the mildly stimulating distractions you seek out when you're bored or worried, you become inexhaustibly resourceful as you search for unsurpassable sources of cathartic pleasure. Try it for a day or a week: the Bliss Blitz.

From FreeWillAstrology go there to sign up.

No 1 reminds me of Guerilla Art actions which I've been mulling over for years ... time to start doing some.

"We live in a world of theophanies. Holiness comes wrapped in the ordinary. There are burning bushes all around you. Every tree is full of angels. Hidden beauty is waiting in every crumb. Life wants to lead you from crumbs to angels, but this can happen only if you are willing to unwrap the ordinary by staying with it long enough to harvest its treasure."-Macrina Wiederkehr

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

365 Portraits

Great website by NY photographer who is doing a portrait a day for a year.


opp mildred's on Lexington st Soho

Redevelopment

We interrupt this blog to urge you to go to www.eh8.org.uk and check out the info about protesting about the redevelopment of the Canongate part of the High St in Edinburgh. Large swathes of buildings will be demolished (listed buildings) and will be replaced by hideous modern buildings.

I've been thinking about the High St a lot recently. There have been really quite successful redevelopments of the High St in the past including Ramsay Gardens which was an appalling slum until Sir Patrick Geddes persuaded some businessmen at the end of the 19th Century to redevelop it. If is of course now a major landmark in Edinburgh and we couldn't think of the skyline without it. However - Ramsay Gardens in beautifully built with incredible craftsmanship and expense inside and out. What we are being promised is something with a skim on the outside which will look hideous in probably 5 years.

Similarly I was in the Portrait Gallery in Queen St in a part I don't normally go to for work last week. As I was being drawn I had to sit still for 2 hours and only had the building to look at. I had all that time to appreciate the craftsmanship. The carving on the pillars and the gold leaf applied to the stonework. I don't know how long it took to create the Portrait Gallery or what it cost but over 100 years later it is still stunning and still in use.

Then I got given a watering can by my mother. My last watering can sprung a leak a few months ago and I've been looking for another. To be honest I thought the gifted watering can the ugliest watering can I'd ever seen in green plastic. I felt terrible - looking a gift watering can in the pout. I took it home and eventually hid it under the stairs. But I thought about it more. My last watering can I lived with 7 years. The buildings they are proposing to build in the Canongate will be for us for decades or hundreds of years. Don't we have a duty rather like Morris would urge us to make sure that they are beautiful? elegant? pleasing to the eye? I would rather have something which gives me pleasure to look and and use it entirely up. Than something that 'does' then I throw it away when tired of it. I'm currently searching for a new bag and the one I currently own is in a sorry state (a very sorry state) but I will not get some thing that will just 'do'.

We don't as a city have to just 'do' because a property developer is scamming us to make money

Here is an article on the public meeting last week. And this is the installation at Causewayside as part of the 6 cities festival. Where some unfortunate woman came up to me to interview me on my opinions on design and I think I ranted for about 10 mins.

Monday, May 28, 2007

Miss B at Mildred's in Lexington St Feb 2007

Saturday, May 26, 2007


Thursday, May 24, 2007

Would they build a Tesco on the Great Wall of China?


Turn the hanging gardens of Babylon into MacDonalds?
Probably...
Just back from a meeting about the proposed 'redevelopment' of the Canongate a part of the Royal Mile in Edinburgh a UNESCO designated World Heritage Site. Please go here www.eh8.org.uk to read more and send in objections to the plans. You don't have to live in Edinburgh to do this. Anyone can object regardless of age, nationality or where you live. We may have a chance to stop these plans with a change in local government.









Wednesday, May 23, 2007

HERE I AM

In February when I was in London I was taking photos around Verde in Spitalfields and this workman asked me to take his photo. Lots of building work going on around there.
~*~*~*~*
A few days ago I was writing in my journal sitting outside. I wrote HERE I AM in capitals and outlined the letters. Here I am sitting in my garden, the wind in the tree, clouds in the sky, cat sniffing the hedge. Here I Am.

A huge burden lifted off me. I didn't have to cloak myself in an activity in the future to justify myself Here I Am Making An Important Film About, I didn't have to qualify it by saying Here I Am Administrator/Co-ordinator/Life Model. I didn't have to qualify it with any kind of activity to justify my being.

So much of my time my head is a running list of to do's / undones' not done yets. And often they are linked to shoring up my sense of identity and worthiness. I do think that creative projects often also fall into that scheme of things. I'll write my novel and then I'll be worthy of notice. I'll become an artist and become a bohemian. I'll do X and show them! You are already enough, do enough. Just existing is enough.

Freed (I'm pretty sure this is temporary so I'm writing about it so I don't forget) from feeling a need to prove myself to myself and others I found myself walking across the city to an appointment and greedily appreciating everything, the leaves, the grass, the children wobbling across lawns, small dogs waiting for their owners in shops. Life immediately had a depth to it that has been missing for some time.

I love that photography is a way of seeing what is here already with more depth. I'm not scrabbling around creating something but just getting something already here. Of course at the same time its full of moments that I did not think had occurred. For example the black & white photos below of the beach which look like Fox Talbot. But they seem to me to be a revelation of something that was there but I didn't know was there. I find myself grappling with accepting the mysterious accidents rather than going out and thinking I can control the process.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

"Next time you go on eBay, try running a search for sackcloths and ashes. You won't find many for sale. Nobody is wearing them anymore. They are so out of fashion that there is not even a second-hand market. 'Guilt, darling, how very 20th century. We don't do that sort of thing anymore.' Actually, we do. We do far too much of it. The world would be a better place with a little less self-flagellation and a little more constructive action. Forget your worries and regrets now. Just be glad of what's possible. "

Jonathan Cainer

Yes and I'm having such a good time walking around the city between errands, taking photos, watching films, meeting friends (unexpected meetings as well even more delightful). I keep on thinking there must be a downside a - punishment. The long arm of Calvin.

Going outside with my coffee and journal now.

Sunday, May 20, 2007



Saturday, May 19, 2007

from 'The Dreamer'

'It's not so much whether you should or should not sell spirituality, you simply can't. You cannot buy your spirituality from me or anyone else. I cannot sell you knowledge of your soul's deepest longing, an experience of your innately compassionate nature, or a connection to something later than you because I don't have your knowledge, your experience, or your connection to sell. All I can do when I am facilitating retreats is provide you with a sacred container - a place and some practices that will give you the opportunity to do the work of penning to your own knowledge, experience, and connection - and some stories that hopefully will inspire and encourage us all when we are lost or tired. I charge money for the time and energy it takes to do all of this so I can provide for myself and my family while I am doing it.'

Oriah Mountain Dreamer

unthawing

At last the summer seems to have come this morning. Sat out with my coffee this morning and drew badly in my journal.

There is a ton of stuff on Leith Festival and Six Cities Design Festival.

Off to post office and back to do some late spring cleaning.

Yesterday went to the beach and Fife was slowly obscured by a rain storm and the sea went green.

Thursday, May 17, 2007


Living the dream with the day job

"I consider this a little handbook to help us all feel a little bit better about the whole picture of our lives, not just the after five o'clock and on the weekends. Also, it's to acknowledge the time we spend MAKING IT WORK. The reality is, MOST of us have day jobs in addition to our "real work" or "real lives." Some people go to work and never think twice about it. Some people go to work at a place that they HATE, but can't think of anything different. I wanted to make something that honors the fact that most of us have two lives and that takes A LOT of energy. I also wanted to make something that could be an easy reminder that you are living your ONE life right now (not later)--why not enjoy it as much as you can--with a day job or not."

Summer Pierre on her new zine on artists making the day job work.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007


Beyond Words Holga 2007

Freedom from Self Improvement Day

Because if self-improvement worked, we’d all be self-levitating, multi-lingual, size-zero billionaires by now.

Because we know, deep down inside, that we already have everything we need right now, exactly as we are, and that accepting ourselves moment by moment, over and over again, is the fastest, cheapest and actually only way to ever be truly at peace, happy, and content— and FYI, to actually change anything about yourself (no guarantees when it comes to others; they may remain annoying and obtuse).
~~~

This is just the kind of holiday I can get behind. Free postcards to download here.

Also twenty ways to make a difference by just being who you are.

Monday, May 14, 2007






Holga's from Claire's party

find your own left bank


On Friday night I had dinner with friends. Lovely food and wine. I'd gone there from meeting some students of my last Artists Way class and so arrived already 3 glasses down. I hadn't seen F for more than 6 months, and H not 'properly' for 5.
Late on in the evening F kicked back and asked why H and I didn't spend half an hour per day doing 'proper' creative work not emailing and blogging and complained that he though creative all day and making money at it (composing for advertisements) wasn't creating something worth leaving behind. I countered by pointing out that blogs/ blogging/email have a kind of virtual community attached and one reason why people invest in them is that we desire community. We need a place to go where we feel supported encouraged, and that there are other slightly odd people doing the same. Basically what ever we would like to think, we are social animals and thrive with a community around us that supports us. Or 'Believing Mirrors' as Julia Cameron would call them.
Anyway the next day I dragged myself to an early bus and found myself in the company of these dear close family friends who have known me for 30 years. I grew up in the same street as them. As I entered their kitchen I exclaimed at the smell - exactly the same as their house in Edinburgh - instantly transporting me like a Madeline through the years, of strife pain and love to myself nearly 3 decades ago. I took my latest batch of Holgas to show them and V was convulsed by their lack of focus.
I'm convinced that we need to find and create and nurture our own lefty bank cafe in order to facilitate our creativity. I don't think creativity flourishes in a barren and rocky place without encouragement. I think encouragement and belief in each other go a long way towards our creations coming out.
Sheri Beinstock's book Women of the Left Bank popped into my head when talking to F (who is French anyway). This amazing confluence of creativity in the period of the Lost Weekend was partly because women set up structures formal and informal to support each other's creative work.
In addition to creative encouragement we need to feel generally that there are people who love and encourage us for 'just being us'. And I know that V is just such a person even if she thought my photos could have been sharper.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

bluebells

Just been in the country. The woods of Dumfries and Galloway are carpeted in blue. I'm clean out of film so no photos. Feel refreshed from a change of scene and overconsumption of wine over the weekend.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Taking action makes you happier

a great post by Christine Kane - hop over and read it. She's so so right. I do think my Artist Way groups have such a high success rate because much of it is about getting out of your head and doing something. Anything!

Oh and to add good results happen even if your attitude is 'bad'.

I did some action last week and processed a sleugh of holgas which I'm thrilled about and will start posting soon.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Another of the weird work places I've done temp time in but I rather like the mix of green and orange in this picture.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007


Monday, April 30, 2007