Here are the street art pieces we saw on our trip to Brick Lane last weekend. I will say nothing more and let the work speak for itself… again.
Tag: Hemingway
Brick Lane Mega-Gallery Pt. 1
Here are the street art pieces we saw on our trip to Brick Lane last weekend. I will say no more and let the work speak for itself.
A free lunch
There is no such thing as a free lunch is an all too common phrase heard around this particular corner of the world that we call home. Nothing ever advertised as “free” is truly without some attached cost, and (directly or not) you will always find yourself paying-up in the end. When the tradition of the free lunch began…
Une Generation Perdue
The house on Gunnersbury Park was the first place I lived in London and it was one of the filthiest and most unfortunate grub holes in the whole city. For a start, it was much too small for purpose. There were over 25 bodies under that roof and we only had 8 rooms between us – and that’s not…
Literature, Icebergs and Movies
The members of the Pure Cinema Movement of the early 20th century understood film and literature as two irreconcilably differing artistic forms. On the contrary, I’ve always thought that beyond cosmetic details the two actually keep to very similar conventions. If you have ever attended a creative writing course then I’m sure that you’ll be familiar with the…
On Hemingway, Bulls, Fascists and Aliens
In an attempt to remedy the onset of misanthropy, I have recently been assisting with a West End theatrical reworking of Ernest Hemingway’s break through novel, The Sun Also Rises. Admittedly, my contribution to the production is – at best – very limited, consisting mostly of weekend stage hand dogsbodery. Nonetheless, the experience provides a…