It’s a bloody stinker out there today, at least by South England terms. Coming straight from one of the driest climes in Europe, I’ve encountered a world in which everything seems to drip. Though the mercury has barely risen over 25 for the whole of Spring, I’ve definitely sweat more in my short time in […]
Read more "A New Life in Ol’ Blightey – London and Oxford"The rent’s been paid and the clock has ticked over. With a little jump into the middle of May—with all the British sunshine that brings—I have officially entered my second month in England. The last time you heard from me was shortly after the raucous funeral for Murcia’s sardine and my own departure from the […]
Read more "Reality Checks and Fields of Green – Reading 2018 (Part I)"Originally posted on BUZZ & WHIRR:
In true Wes style, the very first shot of Isle of Dogs is perfectly symmetrical: a beautifully composed image of a Japanese shrine to cats and the wandering old shrine-keeper making his daily offerings. We’re then greeted to thick and juicy letters painted across a black screen and a…
The Electric Holy Road is hardly a straight one. It winds and turns back on itself and runs straight forward into blinding white uncertainty. A single trip can wind you up in a place you would never even have imagined existed. The pull of the Great Magnet (that which governs the path of us road-weary […]
Read more "The Sardine Has Burned"Originally posted on BUZZ & WHIRR:
Warning: This review contains spoilers and some rather bleak thinking! There is a desire, I think, to “wipe the slate clean” coursing through the planet at this moment. The commonly thrown about phrase “we live in uncertain times” is almost offensive at this point. We have set foot on…
I haven’t fallen so deeply in love with a place since the day I spent on Lake Como, wandering the empty town of Varenna. Even the rain, still not having let up since our arrival in Lisbon four days earlier, didn’t dampen my rampant amor for Portugual’s second city: Porto. It was crazy, ridiculous, a […]
Read more "Dreaming of a Little Apartment in Porto – Portugal (Part 2)"Since the sad departure from the tangled house under the mountains in El Bruc, I’ve been quite busy trying to dig my way into real life. Job application after job application after story pitch after submission has flown from my outbox and landed somewhere in cyberspace’s ear-less abyss. Christmas was magical, New Years brought new […]
Read more "Rain on the Azulejo – Portugal (Part I)"