Peter B Godfrey

Is a saying in Japanese. It refers to occurrences that contravene the norm. Things the world sees as trivial acquire weight over time. While other things considered weighty can reveal themselves to be only hollow shells. In the realm of art such reversals take place all the time. The unending

What is this wonderful gift with which I present you today? Why, of course, it is nothing. It’s the idea of something. It’s a good wish: –Good vibes –Good thoughts –Prayers. It’s the wish that if everything feels like a disaster right now, something feels like hope

Beware of the writer who puts forward his concern for you to embrace, who leaves you in no doubt of his worthiness, his usefulness, his altruism, who declares that his heart is in the right place and ensures it can be seen in full view. What is presented as a

I have mixed feelings about words myself Moving among them –sorting them out Watching them –appear on the page From this I derive a considerable pleasure But at the same time I have another strong feeling about words which amounts to nothing less than nausea But if it is possible

A blank page is both an exciting and a frightening thing. In that page is something or nothing. You don’t know until you’ve covered it. And there’s no guarantee that you will know then. But it always remains a chance worth taking. In 1962 playwright Harold Pinter

I think that we communicate only too well in our silence, in what is unsaid –and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves. There are two silences. One when no word is spoken, the other when perhaps a torrent of language