I think that suburbia can have a reputation for being impersonal, lacking a sense of community or togetherness. I suspect that is sometimes part of the appeal. I also suspect that you can feel just as isolated in cities or villages or any other metropolitan area. Read the rest of this entry »
We recently moved house, and so now I have a new walk to the station. We haven’t moved far, so the station remains the same, I just approach it from a different angle. It is peculiar how even the most familiar places feel a little strange, uncanny even, when you see them from an alternative perspective. Read the rest of this entry »
Winding my way around the backstreets near Holborn Viaduct I came across a trade entrance to one of the buildings that loomed above me. Read the rest of this entry »
Eyeball Cards: The Art Of British CB Radio Culture by William Hogan and David Titlow offers a visual history of a particularly esoteric phenomenon, the production of “eyeball cards” CB radio enthusiasts shared with each other when they met in person.
“A white moon appears like a hole in the sky”
Bye Bye Pride, The Go-Betweens
I leave home and it still feels like night. The moon looms large. I make my way towards the station, and towards the moon. There are a few other people on the street, but nobody seems startled by the size of the shape in the sky. Read the rest of this entry »
Wait until next year 