And, Away!
It's six-o-two on Christmas morning. We are in a distillery cottage on Islay, Dave is sleeping, the wind is roaring round us like a fury, causing the wood in the…
Artist Date 2: A Commission
I tend to think I'm rubbish at working to someone else's specifications. That commissions stifle my imagination. But, the only projects I've managed to complete, successfully, in the last year…
The Hawks Nib
It’s a Butey!
Tuesday 20 JulyI sit at the window of a kitchen that is mine for the week, like a cat safe in the knowledge its curiosity won't kill it here. On…