Fleet Gallery in St Leonards is showing an exhibition of paintings by local artist Amanda Nicol and 20th century painter Frank Griffith under the title Side by Side. HOT reporter Siobhan O’Hanlon came away full of the joys of life.
Pretty accurately describes my state of being during an intense period of my life post-loony bin, post-art college in the early nineties with a keyboard, a clunky Atari computer and the wonder that is Cubase transforming my council flat into a 64 track recording studio. My skills were limited but wow, how I loved making these pieces in the dead of the night and recently found them on a dusty cassette in the cellar.
A clerical error was shortlisted for the Fish Short Story Prize 2014
I’m ever so excited about it. I have been for some time. I don’t like to boast, but I do feel quite proud of myself really. Making a difference. Not like Angela Jolly or anyone like that, although maybe, if we really hit it off. No, I’m being silly now. Anyway, I wouldn’t want just to swoop in and pluck a good chubby one, a boy naturally, and leave the rest to make do with their huge T-shirts from Oxfam emblazoned with the name ‘Tommy Hilfiger’ – whoever he may be.
Viva España was longlisted for the Fish Short Story Prize 2010
Reg watched the two cyclists, a couple, wheeling their bikes towards the bar. Like a text book illustration of the difference between the human male and the human female in their skin-tight black Lycra shorts, so sweaty they looked spray-on, their every cleft and bulge mercilessly delineated like strange beasts in season.
Breathe. Observe the breath. Follow the breath. Find the space at the end of the exhale. Unfurl as slowly as a fern; marvel at the spine’s design, your personal information superhighway cradled inside the supreme architecture of that serpentine curve. Stand firm as a mountain grounded by gravity; stretch skyward like a tree rooted to the earth. Feel life course through you, harnessed yet free. Arch and flex like a cat, lithe, poised, alert, deliberate, and detached. Stretch like a dog, ready, awaiting command, faithful, courageous, without fear. Let go. Awake! Stay aware. Watch yourself. Be mindful. Breathe.
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It’s pelican Pompeii
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