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New Urban Orientations

  • Closer, but further away
    I do not live in Bath, though I am resident of two studio spaces: Sion Hill and Palace Yard Mews, Bath Spa’s Enterprise & Innovation Hub. People work and interact within these studios temporarily, occupying spaces, coming and going. The organisational and spatial structures of these studios encourage an interrupted flow. An artist familiar with […]
  • Patterns, everywhere
    Place is a pattern of rhythms. I wrote the start of this on a train. I write this part at the desk in my bedroom. I work from the morning up until lunchtime. Sometimes I work downstairs at the kitchen table. The house is south facing, so the light that comes in through the windows […]
  • The Screaming Seagulls
    Almost the end of March. It is warm and the seagulls are screaming. The sun is turning buildings into blinding instruments. Bottles clink, and I like to think they are filled with alcohol. A shadow passes overhead. That spindly, isolated bit of heather Indicates left. I cannot see the whole of its dance. Someone on […]
  • The moss and the heather and the grass on which I’m sat
    How do we fill moments? How do moments fill us? Each moment has its peculiar structure. Each moment we look anew. Each moment weighted with each moment passed and the moments passed which have left us with our peculiar frames through which we view the world we are part of. An observer, a participant. And […]
  • Trooper’s Hill
    The tall chimney ruffled seems as though it could collapse at this moment. Rough, sharp, something of it beyond language, the language that I write existing in the frame of things previously thought, the words an expression that I don’t take it for granted. Put there, standing there falling back on itself through itself like […]
  • Lockdown autoethnography: Part 1
    This is an extended version of an autoethnography I submitted as part of my post-grad dissertation, exploring and describing my relationship to place. Author’s note This autoethnography was compiled from reflections, memoir, notes, writing exercises, poetry, and more general ideas about place. It was written in Bath and Forest Gate during the Covid-19 lockdown. Whilst […]

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