I’ve been busy this week. This is the second song we recorded on Friday. It was written by my partner-in-crime Dom De Dato, who played and sang everything you hear. I was the engineer. I also made the clip, based around three photos of marigolds.
The words come from Bilhana Kavi, a Kashmiri poet writing in the tenth century.
I really enjoy visiting the ancient city of Cahors when I’m in France. It was a sizeable settlement even before the Romans turned up. It’s famous for it’s wines and historic streets. There’s a lot to see on a wander around.
Cave paintingYarn BombingStreet shadowsSmile!Only love remainsUnicorn
I was finally able to see the inside of Bath Abbey. Last time I went it was being used for university graduation services. It was definitely worth going back to see.
Carvings and graffiti. A mark from the original Masons, a date and a Memento Mori.
Bristol is my staging post to fly to Toulouse, so it’s always a good place to spend a few days. It has some great street art (home of Banksy). I got to see some being made…. well it’s really an ad for a new beer being made by the wonderful Ostrich Hotel.
I also got to finally visit the Bristol M Shed. It’s a relaxed, informal museum about Bristol. I was very interested to see the exhibit on street protests. In this case it was about the lack of disabled access to the new Arnolfini Art Gallery cafe.
I only had a few days in London, mainly to catch up on sleep. I did managed to book a train to Rochester from St Pancras for a day trip. The day before, I wandered down to the station to have a look. Just behind the busy station is a quiet area with an ancient church. Unexpectedly, there was Mary Wollestonecraft. Not sure who reads her ‘Vindication of the Rights Of Women’ anymore, but you’ve all seen her daughter’s work.
St Pancras Old ChurchTombstone – Mary Wollestonecraft
The next day I took the quick train to Rochester. The cathedral, second oldest in England, has long been on my to-do list.
I’m finally on the road again, after sheltering for the past three years. I’ve just started to look at the photos I’ve made in the last three weeks. These will do to get started.
I was in Narbonne, the first Roman settlement in France. These are casts from a funerary enclosure, so either a chapel or a tomb. I can’t find too much more about them as yet. The site is still being dug by archeologists. The stones seem to celebrate life…. fruit and flowers, drinking and dancing. I’d like to think that the person portrayed was an entertainer.
After a very wet winter, the garden is bouncing back. The little lobelia has self seeded itself onto the tree stump, the transplanted rose is coming alive and the carnations just keep going.
During the lockdown I became quite productive…. within sight of my house. You get to see the rainy view from the Dangar Island Bowling Club, then my shadow on the beach. I’m behind the camera.
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