Moments of peace to hold on to; Thread together like a beautiful patchwork of chance, With smiles and heartbeats, with skips and starts – A mirror of a world that were prone to; Gives hope in a life’s tango, in this dead end of a dance, For an opportunity and a future stitched in stars,…
I can feel her hands rest calmly on my shaking shoulders The tension taking twists and turns under my skin She softens the swirling subtleties of storms fluttering against my ribs It’s a weightless warmth working itself into my breath, out and in Who is she? She is you. She is comfort, she is compassion,…
It’s not okay to just grab us, Not okay to wade on in, To pace and parade across our path, With hard eyes and a lecherous grin. It’s not okay to run your hand down our backs, Not okay to pull our clothes. To laugh and taunt when we pull away, With your un-daunted hopes.…
The mirror shard glistens Calling to my inner darkness As a whole, the cause of so many questions As a part, the subduing of so much pain The silver shimmers Calling to my inner darkness As a whole, it consumes and overwhelms As a part, it causes distrust and shame The darkness echoes Calling to…
Seeing people who don’t hear you Fading out as soon as other start to hit their stride Your heart beat deafening you With the agony of passing time Talking with a voice that won’t carry Dissolving into the air as soon as they’re formed Lungs as flighty as a hummingbird When you feel constricted and…
Meisner’s approach to design written by Jo Hopkins “Meisner’s approach is a technique which champions a ‘free-writing’ style of exploration…” https://t.co/pZ0vOSNAw0 Whether you’re blitzing through sketches of interface interactions or hastily scribbling voice interactions for an ambient device, see if the Meisner approach can help you iterate initial thoughts faster and explore more, or even…
A silence so heavy and hollow It can wrap it’s fingers around your heart Reaching through the inner shouts And tormented voices A silence so thick and empty It can wrap itself around your mind Reaching through to highlight the doubts And question all your choices The difference between lonely and alone Is that silence…
Sometimes it’s the small things The beat The moment The suspension of attention When a screen is more interesting than you When the laugh is somehow disconnected The look is skips a beat and no longer lingers When the fondness is still there but distracted And those small things Combined with a name A glance…
There’s a moment, an unquantifiable measure of sound, of time, of intention and of desire Where a heart-skip descends into a heart-break Or a heart-break lifts to a heart-skip; like fire. Take that ghostly uncertainty by the hand and be found, in that moment, that heart-beat, that breath Where first-love descends into love-lost Or love-lost…
Having been surprised by an invite to join some friends this evening to see Quartet at the Cheltenham Everyman Theatre I’m delighted to say I was not disappointed. The lighthearted and joyous delivery of this show performed with beautifully on point comic timing and some beautiful one liners thrown with stunning comic confidence – from…
Scribbles of an insomniac 