People are no more morons than you or I. We’re living in the age of mis-education and a class & poverty divide where people are not seeing the options ‘we’ see, and no tools to unpack what’s going on. Poverty leaves no headspace for analysis & observation, and Farage is a funded master manipulator.

Painting of a mysterious White House with blue windows and encroaching mastic leaves

Solita is a house in collapse, looking out from a Bronze Age burial site to the salty blue of the Mediterranean. It’s a place of pilgrimage for poet @lisamatthewswrites.bsky.social & myself, as artist, and DWELL is a joint exhibition at #bollingtonartscentre - #cheshire Sundays 2-4pm. Bob in!

I keep thinking about the exchange - Birmingham to Macc - and how uplifting it was to acknowledge the fuckuppery and think of positive interventions for ourselves and outwards. The woman said it would be good to reach a point where we didn’t feel we had to whisper.

Pretty pale ginger cat stares out of a hold-all

Every bag is home.

On Monday the troubled world folded like a moth’s wings for a moment on a train journey. In a flash we read and held each other’s otherness. The woman was a refugee from Bosnia, coming to the UK in 1997. She told me how quick and surprising hate is. We agreed that to read James Baldwin might help.

Newlyn. Harbour in a storm. Literally AND metaphorically (my art harbour, my storm).

New roots.