Europe and Home Final Part – Caythorpe and London
Onwards…..and literally upwards…..at least if you see forward progress as North being up…. In what was an increasingly familiar routine, my belongings get repacked, and I am out for ...
Europe and Home Part 5 – Portsmouth and Glastonbury
The whirlwind tour of the UK continued with a super early morning drive to Eastbourne where my mom dropped me off for the first of many busses around the UK to see a few other friends before my time w...
Europe and Home Part 4 – Bexhill and Mom
A relatively short flight on RyanAir brings me to the good old UK. Feeling pretty tired again with minimal sleep (up at 4 for a 6am flight), but all goes well…..well-ish anyway. There is a wait ...
Europe and Home Part 3 – Pisa
Back on the train! It’s a short hop from Florence to Pisa. I asked two Italians before I left ‘what’s the best thing to do in Pisa’ and their answers were exactly the same̷...
Europe and Home Part 2 – Florence
Bundled on to a train with my stuff in the Italian summer heat, and I am on to my next destination, Florence. First, I am impressed by the trains and facilities in general, comfortable, regular, fast,...
Europe and Home – Part 1 – Venice
So. Saturday night. Flying to Europe from Montreal. On the Plane. I get 3…count ’em….3 seats to myself….thanks to these lovely old ladies moving to a different section. (I didn...
I should start here.
It is May. 2017. I am 46. I am 14 days from a return to the UK. I haven’t seen home in a number of years. On this whirlwind trip around the UK I will also see a few friends that I haven’t ...
Pain is a person.
Let me begin by admitting something. I am a wimp. I don’t think I am being overly unkind to myself, I am just being realistic. I am not a manly man; the kind of arm-amputee-its-just-a-fle...
I am not Deadpool (and so am you)
Featured Image – Chibi Deadpool by Teimari “The forties are the time when you begin to take notice of certain aches and pains. Your body and brain behave in inexplicable ways: Less hair on...
Intimate Distance
This title is something I struggled with for much longer than the inspiration for the blog itself. First…I want to say that anything contained here is from my own skewed, flawed, imperfect persp...
Sky Scared – My first drone flight.
New experiences. Ooooh. So, my stabilizer friend, Sunny, was kind enough to pull a few strings on the other side of the world and get me a drone at cost price. It all happened in a rush. We were talki...
On Failure..
When I go and see a movie, I will always have an opinion about it, but good or bad, I will always stay to watch the film. My general outlook is that you can learn as much from a bad movie as you can f...
Haiti – Day Six – The Bittersweet
The sun rises on a final day in another world. The sound of church bells becomes a part of the morning routine now. Not to say that in six days everything becomes routine, because I just have to glanc...
Haiti – Day Five – Crossing Over
Today was an early start….wasn’t every morning? We were up before sunrise again with the over enthusiastic church bells (did I mention they are recorded, not live? I felt sightly cheated a...
Haiti – Day Four – Contrasts
After the more emotionally turbulent day previously, we were up again at the crack of dawn…quite literally…I was shuffling around before sunrise, at 5.30, only to find that there was no el...
Haiti – Day Three – Pride and Prejudice
A day of thoughts for me. The timetable was relatively simple, Church in the morning, then a free day, a trip to the beach. I am staying on a church compound, a gated community, containing a couple of...
Haiti – Day Two – Church and State
Saturday morning comes early. Really, really early. As is life, it seems around here. Awake with the heat of the sun means awake at around 6-6.30, maybe earlier, evening sleep comes around 9pm. I had ...
Day One – Welcome to Cap-Haïtien
2.27 am – Saturday, January 17th. Cap-Haïtien, Haiti. 93 percent humidity, around 21 degrees. I don’t think I have ever flown for so short a distance, and yet come to a place so far away. I set o...
On ego (and the losing of)
What to do? You are a content creator. It’s your job. (You, meaning me, in case you’re confused.) You are paid to create. In the act of creation, you become attached to your creation. How ...
I am a mirror. I want to be a beacon.
Here’s how it goes. I work with clients to realize their own visions. I translate their thoughts and ideas to moving images. I strive to achieve the things they have in their head through the di...
Dating. Missing
I have a profound sense of loss and longing after a blind date. It’s not to do with the blind date partner. I’m not entirely sure what it is. Online dating is a modern cure for the age-old...
I am falling in love with my cellphone
Until a couple of years ago, I was never much of a smartphone guy. My fascination with cellphones, at least aesthetically, had begun sometime ago, back when I lived in China, I found them cheap and us...
The Sky and the Ground are One
A grey day. The kind of day where the concrete has more texture than the skies, but they meet in perfect tone and hue at the horizon. A run. I have yet to run for an extended period of time without br...
Thought Thirty-Four: Bizarre
Well. That was…odd. 40th birthday. Yeah, i’m THAT old. Deal with it. Anyway, I have been messaging back and forward for a week or more to organize a photoshoot with a model who for all intensive p...
Thought Thirty Three: John Lennon’s Bed
Launched a website at midnight on Sunday. Got two hours sleep. Went to the scene of John Lennon’s famous ‘Bed-In‘ hotel room. Almost exactly 42 years ago that this event happened. Hard to beli...
Thought Twenty Six:Cat+High Place=Black Eye
Yes, my kitty cat, my adorable ball of fluffy fun managed to give me a black eye this morning. Let me explain (Mists of recollection descend, screen goes all wibbly wobbly, flashback commences) The we...
Thought Twenty-Five: Unrequited Love, Desire, and other mysteries
Without love our life is … a ship without a rudder … like a body without a soul. ~Sholem Aleichem Every day, we strive to achieve something. Whether the goals be small (catch the right bus, finish...
Thought Twenty-Four: Bad Dreams, Bad Movies
Funny, looking at the title I just wrote. Dreams are really what movies want to become. More Immersion than 3-D smell-o-vision, or any exotic technology yet to come for a long while. I remember the ...
Thought Twenty-Two: Bits and Pieces
My mind cant focus on one particular thing, so this is a random mash up of the mush sloshing around in my brain cells right now. First, I should really write more in this blog. I apologize if anyone a...
Thought Thirteen: More Dreams
Shrugged off 6 hrs or so of sleep. Still hanging over me like a constricting shroud. Downing an energy drink to break the funk of tiredness. Im not going to let this blog turn into a dream diary or an...
Thought Nine: Dreams
No, I’m not talking about career aspirations, or goals, or wishful thinking, Im talking about the stuff you do when you snore and drool. Yes, I drool in my sleep, I admit it. Nasty habit, but Im not...