with apologies to Richard Long

Jan 082014

A Line Made By Walking Back From The Pub - click to enlarge

Tagged with: Art, Greenwich, Matt Haynes, Parks, Sculpture

Looking back through the clouds…

Leo

by Colin Tucker
I retreated to the bedroom determined to concentrate on work. I’m not happy unless I’m managing at least a thousand words a day. My exercise books sat on a small table, one for the novel, three for short stories, one for general observations and two blank, though one of these had 'BBC' written on the cover. I opened it and unscrewed the cap on my Sheaffer pen. Motive, I thought, the murderer needs a good motive. Marigold came in and sat on the bed. My mind went blank. [read more...]

Kent Moue

by Mark Sadler
I had been blasted into a low orbit by a potent combination of top-notch E and copious brandy shots which had seemed like a good idea when I began ordering them. Staggering back to the dining room, I took a wrong turn and found myself standing in one of several doorways to the huge kitchen. Lying on the aluminium counter, a few inches from a pair of gently simmering saucepans, was a Kalashnikov assault rifle. [read more...]

In Brompton Cemetery

by Andrzej Ryan
Here in Brompton Cemetery, there are signs which forbid off-path wandering. Brompton is neat and tidy and intends to stay that way. But a waterproof-wearing rebel is creeping amongst the stones; bearded and bespectacled, he is carefully taking rubbings from the headstones. There are dog-walkers, cyclists and a pair of old men having a row. Two young women walk purposefully down a side path. [read more...]