February 1, 2018 § Leave a comment
A little live improvisation in the garden at baan3ongs on the outskirts of Bangkok
January 19, 2018 § Leave a comment
You might not know… I started playing clarinet a couple if months ago and recently started coupling it with harmonium. Have a listen.
July 21, 2017 § Leave a comment
A new shakuhachi improvisation recorded today
July 20, 2017 § Leave a comment
I drove home last night under a dark lowering sky, happy to be reaching shelter before the storm broke over Baan3ongs. The birds were doing the same, rushing back to their nests. A moment and feeling to capture.
Ive been working at trying to play the shakuhachi zen flute for a while, one made from pvc plumbing pipe which was given to me by my friend Mehdi.
If I never play another tune I would be content with this one.
August 4, 2015 § Leave a comment
I’m currently re-reading, or rather listening, to the monumental novel ‘Underworld’ by Don DeLillo. A magnificent piece of writing, having waste and our relationship to it as one of its strong underlying themes. Mr Delillo has the gift of being able to write about a landfill site and make the hairs on your body stand on end with the sheer beauty and lyricism of his prose. That’s how it affects me anyway. I don’t want to write any more about that – read it for yourself, it may do nothing for you.
What I do want to bring to your attention is this – an image that presented itself to me this morning as I pulled up at the lights in Bangbuathong.
What??? Is that a man in there? – sitting in the crushing jaws of a rubbish truck? It can’t be.
It was,… but no ordinary man…not to me.
Take a closer look.
He is not just sitting there at all. I obviously don’t know anything about him and don’t presume anything either. I sat behind him for about 4 minutes, observing him in my air conditioned car, behind my darkly tinted windscreen, waiting for the lights. He transfixed me.
He sat there like a rock star in a mincing machine, amongst someone else’s rotting waste, in the tropical heat, and dragging on his cigarette in quiet contemplation.
I would just like to ask you (and no need to answer) – When was the last time you were comparably so at peace with your world? When were you last this cool?
July 24, 2015 § Leave a comment
I was very kindly asked a couple of weeks ago to contribute a guest posting to Anne Fallas’ blogspot on the importance of art:-
The Importance of Art?…. Hmm
A friend posted something on facebook about art this week:-
‘When times are hard, art is a luxury’…discuss….I found out later that this was in the context of art lessons being cut from the school curriculum due to financial constraints .
I replied that art is indeed a luxury and added that it is one available to us all. That ruffled a few feathers at first, I think, from one or two who considered it essential. Personally I don’t put it up there with being healthy, having clean water and a safe environment. I’ve had a life in art and I might add a very lucky one, but I don’t think anybody is going to die without art. Let’s not be…
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