a message for you, if you insist/persist.

I feel the warp of wood before me. You know that force.

Did you expect it wouldn't be this hard. It's damp and will stay that way.

The conversation ended. Your silence was the nail.

The right you had has no more right/left.

I ended my  bending towards the light. 

I learnt to live in the dark. I made it dusky pink.

Your poetic fascination is tiresome. 

The overuse of language.

The abuse of hope.

There's no more real left in us. 

 

Derby day

A day of making at the Derby Museum and Art Gallery with fourteen lovely locals. They made delicious books and developed a newfound love of bone folders. 

inky

An intriguing project created by my neighbors 'United Holding Company' opens tonight at Chapel Street. I bound their skin-like book for the exhibition loaded with exquisite endangered species drawings. Come and book yourself in for a tattoo. The Manchester Christmas lights are also due to be turned on tonight (how is it that time already?).  A night for fireworks I feel.

remnants

it takes a bit to let go of them but they get easier to see go. without a fitting feeling I make a costume/by day a coastguard by night a bear. by not becoming what's expected the corners get darker/the relief greater. soar shoulders crave weightless palms. 

BABL at The Manchester Artist's Book Fair

This Saturday 7th November sees the 4th Manchester Artist's Book Fair held in the Holden Gallery at the Manchester School of Art. There will be over 40 independent artists and publishers exhibiting their wears. Come and receive a personal artist's book prescription from the BABL between 12-6pm. x

the waiting room