A Tourist In My Home-Town: Medieval Meanderings and Macabre Stories! — Writing into the Ether

You may recall my recent post about the Herbert Art Gallery and it’s amazing hidden Medieval Undercroft, that I had the pleasure of visiting. My friend Dom, who is a historian offered me an exclusive tour and then we spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the area and ended up in the Holy…

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“The Waste Land” Open Competition Leamington Studio Artists — Journeys with “The Waste Land”

Call for entries! Response to “The Waste Land” by TS Eliot Journeys with “The Waste Land” is an innovative three year project, bringing together communities in Margate and in Coventry with curators at the local art galleries to develop a major exhibition. The starting point is T. S. Eliot’s famous poem, “The Waste Land”, written in 1922 […]

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From Margate to Coventry! Countdown…! — Journeys with “The Waste Land”

Nearly there! The Herbert Art Gallery & Museum are busy working away behind the scenes to install the exhibition Journeys with “The Waste Land” and we are waiting to reveal it to you! The exhibition opening celebration is on Friday 14th September with a Performed Reading of the poem “The Waste Land” by T.S. Eliot, FREE […]

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Salachary Stones, Kilmartin, Argyll — The Northern Antiquarian

Standing Stones: OS Grid Reference – NM 8405 0403 Also Known as: Canmore ID 22831 Getting Here Roughly halfway between the staggering standing stone at Kintraw and the farmhouse of Salachary a coupla miles east along the A816 road to Kilmartin, a small overgrown car park nearly hides on the south-side of the road, just below […]

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Hunting the ‘Tree Demon’… — The Silent Eye

* …”Where Hu-Wa-Wa comes and goes becomes a track and all those ways are well trodden. As Hu-Wa-Wa passes through the forest the birds begin to sing… Wood-Pigeon moans. Turtle-Dove coos in answer. As Hu-Wa-Wa passes through the forest the animals call… Monkey-Mother shouts. Monkey-Child shrieks. Like a band of musicians and drummers the birds […]

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