As a teen I adored U2. I still do. It seemed inconceivable to me that the most popular (and the best) band in the world were from Ireland. They had bravado, creativity that crackled, they were cheeky and funny. And most of all they wrote beautiful song after song. I still remember seeing them live […]
Another of my occasional posts about what I’m absorbing from the world of words and sounds – this time with a focus on all things Irish ?? TV Derry Girls – If you havent watched this crackling comedy set during the troubles in Northern Ireland, then buckets of pure joy await you. Sharp writing and great […]
Imagine if you were able to exercise your creative mind in a different era with different creative minds. Would you have done things differently? would you have been a different voice? (Photoshoppery by Jacob Ford)
Monty Python were my comedic heroes as a teen. They opened a window into a world of the absurd and weren’t afraid to take bonkers chances and make unusual choices. And boy did they make me laugh. I remember poring over the scripts as much as watching the sketches themselves. Master craftsmen. And Terry Jones […]
Creatives often get asked where their ideas come from and the answer is somewhere between magic and intent. I think a huge part of it is about what you read/hear/watch. Here is the first of a series of occasional posts that chart what I have been digging on the film, tv, podcast and book front, […]
I cam across this on a walk today and it felt like a great prompt for a creative mind, as much as a maxim for life
A new day, a new year, a new decade begins. Grateful for a remarkable year with it’s share of ups and downs, but always an amazing journey, where I have done things I have never dreamed possible, and met people who have shaped my life immeasurably. Thanks to you all for every moment shared. Let’s […]
The blank page, the empty canvas, the open floor. Where does a creative mind begin?
Farewell 2019. Here is a beautiful poem I came across again recently that says everything more eloquently than I can. At the end of the yearJohn O’Donohue The particular mind of the oceanFilling the coastline’s longingWith such brief harvestOf elegant, vanishing wavesIs like the mind of timeOpening us shapes of days. As this year draws […]
