Lockdown life: a basement, a garden, a window of time
On 15 March I met up with a group of ex-colleagues. The girls decided on a potluck at Leigh’s new place in Craighall. But Google Maps took me to the house directly opposite and I was buzzed in by accident. I wave at a woman standing at the top of the long, paved driveway. “Hello!”…
Audrey Anderson: Finding beauty in the prosaic
I discovered Audrey Anderson by algorithmic accident – and I’ve been a little obsessed with her art ever since. It’s tricky to describe her style but I’d hazard with ‘an exercise in mindfulness with a graphic novel bent’. Audrey Anderson was exhibiting her first solo show in 10 years at Gallery 2 in Parkwood –…
Self-care is slow kung fu
I’ve been a tai chi practitioner for a number of years: this is how a soft martial art – which is often associated with octogenarians – helps keep me sane…