RT @FDbytheword Hard work every day is the shoveling that lifts the stones weighing down your good ideas…
Back in my inbox for the first time since late last week. First email is an acceptance for an anthology coming in 2012. Good day ahead?
RT @LewishamLitFest: #ff poets: @RossGSutherland @NikeshShukla (as he moves house) @ithinkmaybe (Liz Bentley) @BlueBirdTail (Nii Ayikwei …
Running an open workshop at the National Gallery this evening. Free. Provided my ceiling doesn’t collapse… http://t.co/SJ9AsXu
Pulling my head together to run a workshop at the National Gallery this evening. Been preoccupied (as you’ve probably picked up in other posts by now) and probably spoke a bit too soon about getting back to any semblance of my usual levels of getting things done when I tweeted about “finally getting my head around this caring thing”. Must remember not to try running when I’ve only just learned to crawl. On top of everything else, we found a leak in the dining room ceiling that needs attention. It never rains, but it pours.
All things considered, spending an hour at the National Gallery challenging people to write poems in response to a classic work of art should be a welcome respite. Even if the rain doesn’t let up. More info via this link.
#ff @daddydark – poet, performer, DJ, producer, father, inspirational figure. When he moves, move with him. http://t.co/vK2PDEC
"Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make…"
(via the Wall Street Journal)
Sadness fills me about all of this.
That’s what I was told, anyway. And if not, at least you’ll have had a good burst of classical music. Go iPlayer: http://t.co/4zOQWmh
There’s an outside chance that one of the poems I performed on Saturday night will be broadcast on BBC Radio 3 in the next 10-15 minutes…
Dear WordPress bloggers: if you think OnSwipe is good for people viewing your blog on an iPad, it isn’t. Good idea, poor execution. #imho
…and if you’ve asked me for anything in the past fortnight or so and I haven’t responded, have a heart. Seriously! I’m getting there…
Getting my head around this caring thing. Crutch first, operated leg, good leg. Now, to get back to being productive. #cantknockthehustle
"We cannot be all the writers all the time. We can only be who we are. Which leads me to my second…" http://t.co/YDsB2ti
"We cannot be all the writers all the time. We can only be who we are. Which leads me to my second…"
- Zadie Smith (via caitsmeissner)
“The Museum of Broken Relationships grew from a traveling exhibition revolving around the concept of failed relationships and their ruins. Unlike ‘destructive’ self-help instructions for recovery from failed loves, the Museum offers a chance to overcome an emotional collapse through creation: by contributing to the Museum’s collection.
“Whatever the motivation for donating personal belongings – be it sheer exhibitionism, therapeutic relief, or simple curiosity – people embraced the idea of exhibiting their love legacy as a sort of a ritual, a solemn ceremony. Our societies oblige us with our marriages, funerals, and even graduation farewells, but deny us any formal recognition of the demise of a relationship, despite its strong emotional effect. In the words of Roland Barthes in A Lover’s Discourse: ‘Every passion, ultimately, has its spectator… (there is) no amorous oblation without a final theater.’
“Conceptualized in Croatia by Olinka Vištica and Dražen Grubišić, the Museum has since toured internationally, amassing an amazing collection. Although often colored by personal experience, local culture and history, the exhibits presented here form universal patterns offering us to discover them and feel the comfort they can bring. Hopefully they can also inspire our personal search for deeper insights and strengthen our belief in something more meaningful than random suffering.”
The Musuem is presented in London by Tristan Bates Theatre, running from August 15th to September 4th 2011, 10am to 9pm.