A philistine visits Tate St. Ives

However spellbinding the exhibitions at the Tate St. Ives, I’ve always felt that nothing can beat the view of Porthmeor beach from the upper gallery. Pulling your attention away from the indigo waves you’ll notice fascinating sculptures and paintings encased in glass, such as Alfred Wallace’s slanted and enchanted daubings of his life at sea. The thought occurred to […]

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Roshi Returns

I’ve written another story for The Book of Almost Truths. Roshi returns from his adventures in the desert to climb the mysterious tower that defeated him in his youth. After years of wandering amid the beauty of the desert, the thrill of the forest, and the warmth of great cities, Roshi returned to the tower he had […]

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Isabel’s Curious Machine

Williams Carlos Williams said that a poem is a machine made out of words. That’s a fitting way to describe Isabel Rogers’ poem ‘John’s Curious Machines': a very efficient, inspired machine designed to evoke John Harrison’s ingenious marine chronometers. These highly precise clocks kept time even in rough, varied weather at sea, making it possible for a ship’s navigator to determine its […]

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The St. Ives to Zennor Coast Path

I walked the coast path with Hugh today. Hugh is a writer and artist whose poems appeared in The Inner Sea. It started foggy and cool but by midday the morning haze had retreated to the horizon. We saw a seal surface to watch the waves rustle through the carracks, and a stonechat flitting and chirping about the rocks. […]

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Gear talk

It’s funny how our preferences change. After summarising my musical modus operandi a few weeks ago it all felt a bit too set in stone. I’ve been resistant to switching to Ableton Live, thinking that it was more efficient and unique to keep plowing my own furrow on Cubase. However, I want to collaborate with a […]

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Sitting in the loft

Ghosts are billowing through the field: rain on wind. I’m sitting on the cushion keeping an eye on myself. The lights are off so the dim Sunday evening light is the same inside as out — grey as a classic movie you might watch on a day like this. Trees sway by the side of […]

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I’ll Be Your One

I’d forgotten about this song and had to mount an expedition into my digital subconscious to retrieve it. Thanks to the wonders of cloud backup, here it is. The soulful vocals are courtesy of Rebecca C., who also sang on Love in the Time of Cannibals. Drumming and bongo-ing, and a sizzling solo were furnished […]

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