Mr T was running a 1Ok up at Drumlanrig today, and the Ts did the 3k fun run. Of course, you have to ask how running 3 kilometres could possibly be fun, but don't tell them that.

I went for a gentle amble with the dog, and look what I found.

Now, I'm a big fan of your Sayaguesa, and the more controversial Heck, but there's not a lot that can beat a beltie in the cattle stakes.

Meanwhile, Hugh McMillan has a new blog that's class and educational.
So, more ultimate D and G here: The Great Galloway Tale Hunt 
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  1. Yep, ambling is more my speed. Lovely creatures remind me of Oreo Cookies: chocolate on the outside with a fluffy white filling. :)

    Glad to know you're still in the world!

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  2. Oh My Goodness... wonderful !
    I have been thinking of you and here is a post ! Lovely.

    cheers, parsnip

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  3. Oh they're gorgeous! I just want to go & up hug one (yes, I know better, but still...).

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  1. Mr T was running a 1Ok up at Drumlanrig today, and the Ts did the 3k fun run. Of course, you have to ask how running 3 kilometres could possibly be fun, but don't tell them that.

    I went for a gentle amble with the dog, and look what I found.

    Now, I'm a big fan of your Sayaguesa, and the more controversial Heck, but there's not a lot that can beat a beltie in the cattle stakes.

    Meanwhile, Hugh McMillan has a new blog that's class and educational.
    So, more ultimate D and G here: The Great Galloway Tale Hunt 
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    1. Yep, ambling is more my speed. Lovely creatures remind me of Oreo Cookies: chocolate on the outside with a fluffy white filling. :)

      Glad to know you're still in the world!

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    2. Oh My Goodness... wonderful !
      I have been thinking of you and here is a post ! Lovely.

      cheers, parsnip

      ReplyDelete
    3. Oh they're gorgeous! I just want to go & up hug one (yes, I know better, but still...).

      ReplyDelete
  2. ...with Thomas Shelby.


    Utterly not with Cillian Murphy, who plays him, I must make clear.

    Peaky Blinders. If you haven't been watching it, get on iPlayer right now before the final episode next week.

    Betting, Protection, Communism, Gypsies, Veterans, Trauma, IRA, Opium, Significant Violence and Sam Neill doing an Ian Paisley accent. There is nothing not to love.

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  3. God golly, nearly missed it, but Happy National Poetry Day everyone. Prince Charles has celebrated by reading his favourite Dylan Thomas poem, here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-south-west-wales-24374664 but my personal recommendation would be to read Brigit Pegeen Kelly's Song, which you can do here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15238

    Or lots of poems in what I suspect to be the world's largest online literary magazine, Zest.
    Issue 2 is all about evolution, so obviously I have a couple of poems in it. It's also incredibly exciting watching it load.
    The whopping great thing is here: Zest Literary Journal

    And Titus enjoyed a little light reading before he dropped off.


    Which he does a lot these days.

    And whey-hey! If I use Google Chrome, I can edit again! Hello italics.
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  4. Better get to WagTongues then. Full details here:
    http://thefankle.net/about/wagtongues-at-wigtown/


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  5. Brilliant photo above courtesy of La Fox.

    Callander was great, Abbotsford fantastic, posts will follow. But in the meantime, on the Environmental Arts Festival Facebook page, they have placed the photographs taken by the festival photographers, Kim Ayers and Colin Hattersley.

    All stunning, but really do check out numbers 143 onwards.

    They are here:
    https://www.facebook.com/EAFScotland#!/media/set/?set=a.445189912261897.1073741849.360241664090056&type=1

    And the really top notch news is that Marion McCready, of Poetry in Progress, has won the Melita Hume Poetry Prize with her first collection, Tree Language. It will be in print, from Eyewear Publishing, in 2014
    How fabulous is that! Full details, including the judge's comments on the collection, here: http://sorlily.blogspot.co.uk/
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  6. Off on tour for two days with friends and fellow writers Vivien Jones and Mary Smith.

    Our first appearance is at Sally Evans' wonderful Callendar Poetry Weekend; we'll be reading in King's Bookshop at 6pm, with a selection of poems of place, called Home and Away. We trialled this at a monthly literary cafe event at the Merienda in Carlisle last month, and it went down really well. My best moment was when someone in the audience cornered me in the toilets afterwards and said I really reminded them of Anjelica Huston. Walked on air for a week. Didn't ask if it was the Prizzi's Honor or The Addams family incarnation.

    That's Friday. On Saturday we have a mega-gig at the recently refubished (£20million?) Abbotsford House, the stately home of Sir Walter Scott near Melrose in the Borders. Not only that: we're actually performing in the great man's library, where the books are still exactly where he arranged them on the shelves.

    Yes, it's Red Rose, White Rose again: to commemorate the 500th anniversary of the Battle of Flodden, the performance is the musings of two women in the life of James IV, his wife and Queen, Margaret Tudor, and his mistress, Janet Bairars. All interspersed with the Renaissance music they would have listened to. Written by Vivien, she plays every instrument you've never heard of, together with her husband Richard.



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  7. After Clatteringshaws, it was down the road a little to the lay-by beneath Murray's Monument (oh, you walkers! Here: http://www.walkhighlands.co.uk/galloway/murray-monument.shtml ) 
    Wonder of wonders, the Green Tea House was there! With a full menu! (Festival food very important, I always feel, and you can't get much better than Catherine Braid.)

    Before scoffing, however, we took in The Fall and Rise of the Grey Mare's Tail by James Winnett. T1 and 2 were thrilled by this (engineering! There's engineering here!) but after an initial frisson on my part I was left wondering. It was no Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi, layered with meaning, it just... was. I don't know what it was saying to me.

    This is what it was meant to be saying:

    "The work refers back to eighteenth century Scotland when a radical shift occured int the popular perception of Highland landscapes, transforming them from hostile wildernesses to be avoided to awe-inspiring destinations to be experienced. Artists were at the centre of this process, developing an essential romantic iconography of which dramatic waterfalls played a key role. The fountain too has long been a focal point for great landscaped gardens as a tool for taming, containing and re-presenting nature. In this way, the fountain encourages a reconsideration of the very nature of nature"

    The work itself: "A jet of white water is forced skyward from a gravity-fed fountain placed downstream of a dramatic highland waterfall. Powered entirely by the immense natural energy of water, the intervention has been developed to explore a number of related themes from debates on sustainability and energy use to questions of landscape identity and representation."

    Source, once again, the EAFScotland brochure. Now, the Grand Cascade at the Peterhof, say, represents and awful lot of things but probably the least of these is the taming of nature. It's show; glorification, display, diversion, delight. And copied from Versailles, for fairly obvious Peter the Great-type reasons.

    By now I was suspecting I was crap at Environmental Art. However, I did meet James Winnett in the car park, where he was selling really rather lovely prints of the installation, created by taking a photograph of it and then finding matching sections of original engravings to form a composite image of The Rise and Fall which looked liked an eighteenth centry engraving. T2 rather perceptively asked how he got an image of the upward fountain bit, and James said, " I drew that bit.".  Seemed like a lovely guy, and you can find out all about him here, and see the print: http://www.axisweb.org/seCVPG.aspx?ARTISTID=13591
    I bought a copy of the print too.

    Next, we started the ascent to Murray's monument, and en route met up with The Archivist.

    Now, this was quite a cool idea that I didn't really get a chance to engage with because it was mainly attracting children who wanted to TOUCH TOUCH TOUCH and I spent most of the time making sure the Ts (terrribly tactile) didn't TOUCH.  Anyway, it was a travelling installation by artists Jo Hodges and Robbie Coleman "that explored, expanded and illuminated some of the ideas, proposals and visions submitted to EAFS for projects related to 'Land and Energy'." Love that trunk, and made me think of the great Artsparker: http://artsparktheatre.blogspot.co.uk/ Where is she?!


    Up at Murray's Monument, The Dark Outside FM was transmitting: a 24-hour site specific radio transmission within the Dark Skies Park (remember the Bortles? Here:  http://titusthedog.blogspot.co.uk/2009/10/bortle-scale-is-coming.html#!/2009/10/bortle-scale-is-coming.html ) of loads of stuff from all over the world that had never been heard before. I suspect I know why, but I don't think it was for the over-50's. Also, I alone had the two children that wanted to poke the generator and arse-about with the brilliant blow-up chairs, which may have jaded my aural faculties somewhat.







    Then back down the hill for excellent refreshements, and finally the absolute best thing of the day, The Dark Star Lounge, which was a blacked-out tent in which appeared, at 7.30pm, a magician who also happened to be the Astronomer Royal of Scotland. An astonomy lecture with tricks! What more, truly, could you ask for?

    Professor John Brown was an unhurried, easy-going, excellent communicator and entertainer, and the whole thing just had that 'feel' that says 'right'. An absolute star turn.




    Apologies for any typos and spacing issues, blogger is doing my head in at the moment, and editing involves 3 hours that I haven't got. Oh, don't make me Wordpress...
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  8. The coolest things were happening in Dumfries and Galloway over the weekend, all under the umbrella of the Environmental Art Festival Scotland 2013, which you can find here: http://www.environmentalartfestivalscotland.com/


    Me and the Ts began our foray into the Galloway Forest Park with Sporopollen, by Alex Rigg and Guy Veale. This took place at the foot of Clatteringshaws Dam, and prior to getting to the designated 'stage' area the audience were all issued with earphones, which played the ubiquitous immersive soundtrack of natural and created sounds plus the occasional spoken word section. You know the kind of thing.


    Upon arrival, there were four, well, carapaces on the top of natural tree poles leant against the dam wall. Strange and rather beautiful.


    It was eagle-eye T1 who spotted, after we'd been sat for about five minutes taking in the atmosphere, that there was someone inside one of the carapaces. And about five minutes after that, it started to move.


    And once on the flat, the creature became apparent.



    And once the creature was out, it began to interact with the audience (including mounting me. Really.)


    Then shucked the shell, and emerged as something other.


    Now, this is what Sporopollen was: entertaining, joyous, enjoyable. I think I'd nick Kaprow's term, and call it a happening.  This is what it wasn't: "A skin to protect during the passage of time and a flight across infinity, Sporopollen disguises and reveals the nature of it's core. This event looks at the relationship between exterior and interior landscapes, inviting the audience to consider their own boundaries."
    Which is how the EAFS brochure describes it.

    It was a shedload of fun.


    Loads more Festival stuff to come, but blogger is playing me up rather a lot (error on page?!), so later.
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  9. ...for here be monsters

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  10. For a village of about 1,000 souls, Penpont does good gala. And after a preceding week's events in somewhat dreich weather, the sun blazed on the Big Day.
    And apologies for being so low frequency at the moment, life is rather hectic.



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