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Edinburgh; inner life within the city
The bus pulls into Princess Street. I consider how it is that the blue of the sky that I noticed the day before had made its presence felt in my dreams. A blue silk and movement and something so close and yet; a phantom, not real, to try and touch, an impossibility. In the street.…
Duncan Hallas at 100
Duncan Hallas was born on the 23rd December, 1925 into a working class family in Manchester. I shared a flat with Duncan for 2 – 3 years at the end of the 1980s and early 1990s. He was a good flat mate; democratic, fair and egalitarian. And of course, if you wanted a discussion about…
The Merchant’s House
It is an occasion to catch up with oneself, to determine the location of here and now, the recent past; the future is always a shadowy blur. One wishes for magic, illusion, enigma, the mystery of light and shade in both harmony and tension draped over the stone and flint of a medieval church. Digital…
Commodity Fetishism 
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