So I’ve finally finished painting my flat after starting 6 months ago and I’m feeling pleased at seeing the colours on the wall, especially when it’s been so grey and damp outside lately. I might be in the minority but I find painting very mediative, it’s nice to concentrate on simple tasks although think my […]
Read more "Adventures in mutiny"‘Darkness outside. Inside, the radio’s prayer — Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre’. Excerpt from Prayer by Carol Ann Duffy January has started cold this year, although has brought some of my favourite winter weather for beach visits. That is bright sunshine but with an icy air that makes you pull on wooly layers along with your […]
Read more "Adventures in intangible forecasts"This is a part two detailing my Andalusian trip, you can find part one here. Granada might have captured my heart but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t enchanted with the other places I saw as I travelled around Andalusia. My travel itinerary was quite detailed, as planning is always half the fun for me. I […]
Read more "Adventures in Andalusia – falling in love with the ancient ways (part two)"Granada is the perfect dream and fantasy, forever ineffable… Granada will always be more malleable than philosophical, more lyric than dramatic – Federico García Lorca It was with great delight that I arrived into Malaga airport on a hot and humid late night in early June. I had scurried out of the office a bit earlier […]
Read more "Adventures in Andalusia- falling in love with the ancient ways (part one)"On a bright winter afternoon a couple of weeks ago, I was lucky enough to find myself in deepest, darkest Cornwall. The weekend was a treat for my birthday and after mulling over a while what I really wanted, I eschewed possible plans for a small gathering (especially given current circumstances). There was really only […]
Read more "Adventures in Cornish grit"40 hours in the Eternal City By the time I got to the hostel it was mid afternoon and heat was beginning to get to me, my case felt heavy and having walked quite a lot over the last few days I felt a little cranky. However the main benefit of finishing my trip in […]
Read more "Adventures in Italy (Part III)"Italy smells of jasmine. That heady, enveloping floral scent fills the air as you wander the narrow backstreets in the evening. It mixes with the other sounds of everyday Italian life: the sound of cutlery on crockery as families share dinner late into the evening; underneath there is the distant put-put of old Vespa mopeds […]
Read more "Adventures in Italy (Part I)"Sometimes you hear, fifth-hand, As epitaph: He chucked up everything And just cleared off, And always the voice will sound Certain you approve This audacious, purifying, Elemental move. Philip Larkin: Poetry of Departures https://instagram.com/p/7QWRgUlUQo/?taken-by=eveforrest What exactly does it mean to be adventurous? I am not sure I would ever have thought of myself as an adventurous […]
Read more "A short meditation on the nature of adventure"
the adventurous ethnographer 