Facebook and Twitter stole the Internet

Blog: From Web Log, From ‘Logging your thoughts and activities on the World Wide Web’

Once upon a time there was a thing called blogging. It still exists in name of course, for example this website is built on WordPress which is known as a blogging platform.

I first started blogging around the turn of the millennium when it wasn’t much more than a few nerdy types writing the odd banal paragraph about their lives and opinions. I didn’t do much at that time but I set up a website to use as an online journal. The website was built and edited using raw HTML.

Around eleven years ago I started a new blog using the Blogger platform. Then moved it to my own site using WordPress. The blog was anonymous at first under the pseudonym Skintwriter. It wasn’t long before I was just one in a worldwide community of bloggers. We each kept a blogroll, i.e. a list of links to other bloggers, who we hoped would reciprocate with a link back to us.

Anyway, because I used my own domain name there were no adverts on my site, nor on most of the others. We paid our dues to the purveyors of internet access and started building a community. No one else had control of the content of my site, no one could tell me what to post, no one made any money when others read what I wrote. Continue reading

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5 more acrylic paintings

Also featured in this Gallery of Recent Paintings

Mosaicness: Acrylic on Canvas. 24″ x 20″

F: Acrylic on Canvas – 80cm x 60cm

High H: Acrylic on Canvas, 24″ x 20″

M: Acrylic on canvas – 80cm x 60cm

Space SOS: Acrylic on canvas – 24″ x 20″

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Here, Now, and Here and Now

Some Work in Progress – Early stages (Scroll Down for finished art-icles)

Acrylic on canvas – each 60cm x 50cm

Here

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Portrait of a human being

Here they are, I think they’re lovely

Portrait of a human being -May 1st, 2017. Oil on Canvas 50cm x 60cm

They are lovely
They are
Lovely

Like me
Like you
You
Utter beauty
Beauty
Beauty

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more selfies

see previous posts for explanation

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Do you notice anything here?

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Tarmac sandwich

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Self-Portrait – Work still in progress

Self-Portrait electronic file version, original is oil on canvas 20″ x 24″ (Work still in progress)

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Love for Life

You get an idea

You get to work

You get to put it (them) on the wall

Acrylic on Canvas 2017

For Sale as a triptych – £TBA: Contact me for more info.

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Another abstract made with Paint – @@@@@@@

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Another little abstract drawn in Microsoft Paint

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Crayon Paint Art in Colour

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Doodle Visitor

A doodle visitor (before)

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A doodle visitor (after)

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Artwork in Found Frame

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Add New Post

‘Add New Post’

This blog / website / whatever it is called now, wants me to add a new post every time I come here. If I do make the effort to add a new post  it normally means I’ve got something specific to write about. Whether it’s one of my feeble attempts to market my books and/or art or whether it’s one of those rare occasions when I get wound up enough about some topic, usually political, or vegan-related, to feel a need to make some comment about it.

Gratuitous early spring image

There is a third reason I add new posts, and that is the most important reason – it’s when I share some of my creative work, like a short story, or a poem, or some rant about parallel universes and/or the nature of reality.

But sometimes there are gaps when I have nothing specific to say, and I don’t feel particularly inclined to share some creative work, yet I still feel the urge to add a new post.

This post is a result of one of those gaps, there  is no reason for this post other than to fill it (the gap).

Yet . . .

I do have something to say, I’m sure I do . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

 

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How much fruit and veg is ‘ten a day’

New research has indicated that people should eat 10 portions of fruit and/or vegetables every day if they want to achieve a longer and healthier life.

I wondered what 10 portions would look like so I raided the fridge and fruit bowl and added fruit and veg until it weighed 800 grams, which, according the the NHS, is what 10 portions weigh at 80 grams each.

Prices are based on the costs of the fruit and veg from local supermarkets and greengrocers’ shops, not the cheapest places to buy, not the most expensive either.

Bon Appétit!

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In the dark

A little poem from my new collection – Blodyn – click here for more info

In the dark

In the late dark, a visitor
From a summer, long departed
Teased from winter’s slumber
Deceived by central heat
And a wall to wall mat
A microdot of consciousness
For a moment sharing awareness
As it slips across my clutter

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Half-eaten fruit and an angle on urinals in an arts’ centre

The day before yesterday was half-eaten fruit day

Half an Apple wrapped in clingfilm, on a wall in Library Street near the arts’ centre

It’s bananas – it really is

Half a banana over a wall in the gardens at Chapter Arts Centre

It wasn’t me guv – honest

A row of urinals in the toilet at Chapter

Definitely not!

Close up of a single urinal at Chapter

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verses for a purpose

(This is a very raw and unedited bit of rambling, posted here as an example of the sort of thing that I write when I’m thinking about what to write but can’t actually get writing.)

Around ten past midnight on the cusp of Monday February 7th and Tuesday February 8th, 2017.

I wrote a little blog article between yesterday (Sunday) and today (Monday). It’s all about Trump and Brexit. Its premise/conclusion is that the ‘Libtards’ have to apologise before we can move on and develop a better system (if there is even a need for a ‘system’). But, a better system of what?

  • Democracy
  • Politics
  • Society
  • How do we get on and look after each other?

Anyway, despite it having been a miserable day in some ways, the fact that I finished an article of sorts has made it a good day. It wasn’t easy and I had to plough on despite feeling that it would never make sense. In the end I think it does. It’s called ‘It’s not too late to say sorry’.

Less than a week ago, I published Blodyn, a book of my poetry, old and new, despite having only recently written blogs about how rubbish poetry, or at least the poetry industry, is.

Anyway, putting Blodyn together has sparked anew my interest in and love of writing poetry, so here goes:

Verses for a purpose

They need bundling
collecting in a net
They need releasing
one by one
They need repeating
repeating

Each one is a gem
a coruscating gem
A method of seeing
understanding

Caress them in your hands
Speak them with your mouth
Stroke them with your voice
Bring them home

Let them gather
together
Let them drift
Let them fly
Catch them as they pass
Love them while they last

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Stars are special
Stars are light
Stars are real
Stars are bright

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Must be time for bed; it’s nearly one a.m.

Nos da!

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Birds busy being
Busy birds being
Being busy birds
Birds being busy

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