It’s a freezing cold night, I can see my breath as I yawn the day away whilst waiting for the tube. I want to read the rest of my book whilst I wait but the thick woollen gloves make page turning awkward but I want to read this right now. There are only a few […]Read More Reflections: A Love Letter To Patti Smith
Our lives are dominated by commerce. We must work to live, some live to work and others just get by. So it isn’t surprising that in this day in age, there are lots of people, like you and I, who work on our art during our lunch hour, a few moments on the commuter train […]Read More La Vie Bohème!
I went to Paris years ago. I sat in many cafes. There was one thing I found very different from the café’s of where I live and those I visit in London; they have a much quieter ambiance. I never heard people telling their life story for all to hear, there were no children running […]Read More The Case For A Creative Cafe