Friday, February 26, 2016

Design Conferences/ Art Festivals

Can you think of topics and questions to talk about in Design Conferences or Art festivals and residencies. What do you really talk about? That is when you are not with a group of known people around you.

They have already talked about there work and what they have to say about their experience. What topics can you cover?

Monday, February 8, 2016

Something to think about.

A little Something for you to think on
while you discover the meaninglessness 
and rediscover the Mathematical meaning 
of Lewis Carroll's work.

If you can make sense of it.
Write below how. If not,
You can ask HOW too.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016


I'll tell Thee Everything I can

Jabbers, Jobbery how he came,
Conquered things that I called mine,
Telling Thee Everything I can
How I was happy, as he took
things I valued so less.

While resting under a Lemon tree,
My dreams ere floating near
He picked a needle to slain
the bubble, But Alice took
him under the Rabbit hole rubble.

Tis Jibbering woke up with the smell.
Told Thee Wonderland is all I have.
Slain it with the eye or the flash,
SWEIL will make non-sense out of that.

Sunday, January 31, 2016


Thee will know always when Tis' unleashed,
Tis' will be beauty unseen.
Till then enjoy the beauty, test thy patience.

Sculptor - Paige Bradley

Calm - Composed

Light within


Don't always make sense

Humpty Dumpty's Song

In winter, when the fields are white,
I sing this song for your delight.

In Spring, when woods are getting green,
I'll try and tell you what I mean.

In Summer, when the days are long,
Perhaps you'll understand the song.

In Autumn, when the leaves are brown,
Take pen and ink, and write it down.

I sent a message to the fish:
I told them 'This is what I wish.'

The little fishes of the sea,
They sent an answer back to me.

The little fishes' answer was
'We cannot do it, Sir, because-'

I sent to them again to say
'It will be better to obey.'

The fishes answered, with a grin,
'Why, what a temper you are in!'

I told them once, I told them twice:
They would not listen to advice.

I took a kettle large and new,
Fit for the deed I had to do.

My heart went hop, my heart went thump:
I filled the kettle at the pump.

Then someone came to me and said
'The little fishes are in bed.'

I said to him, I said it plain,
'Then you must wake them up again.'

I said it very loud and clear:
I went and shouted in his ear.

But he was very stiff and proud:
He said 'You needn't shout so loud!'

And he was very proud and stiff:
He said 'I'd go and wake them, if-'

I took a corkscrew from the shelf:
I went to wake them up myself.

And when I found the door was locked,
I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked.

And when I found the door was shut,
I tried to turn the handle, but- 

Lewis Carroll