Guilty Pleasures
This week has been the sort of week that never stops. First of all I met with an artist for an exhibition at the Cluny Gallery. I’m not going to reveal who it is or what she does just yet, but what I will reveal is her extraordinary commitment to lists. She has books and [...]
Books don’t grow on trees
On Sunday it was one of those inbetween days. The sort that is a bit grey but dry and mild. A non-offensive day you might say.
So I took it upon myself to have a photographic adventure.
My friend Helen got up especially early just for me and we carted my books down to Heaton Park and [...]
