Peter B Godfrey

I’m a cork on the ocean of a story. Art is sourced. Apprentices graze in the field of culture. Artists will sell some things but also give some things away. I’m a leaf on a windy day - pretty soon I’ll be blown away. Do plunder my

“I absorb things like a sponge, from all of the artists from all periods – and from everything I see and experience. I wring that sponge at the workshop, and the result is what you see here.” (Golder 2010) Creativity is common - people do what they do with the materials

I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash The days around Christmas can feel like a fever dream. The bells are ringing out for Christmas day. It isn’t a song about sleigh bells or snowmen. I have all of the usual objections to consumerism.

I only wanted to tell of one moment and its long aftermath. With a gesture - he left the room. No one has ever left a room the way he did. He left it altered forever. He left the room but the room retained the stamp and magic and chaos

Life gets easier and easier as the time goes by - there is so much less of it. As long as you are able to cross an empty street against the lights - there is still hope. Two aphorisms this week from Finnish literary critic, author and historian Markku Envall

We should try to be the parents of our future. Rather than the offspring of our past. Another aphorism this week. This one is from ‘one of Spain’s greatest lyric poets’ - Miguel De Unamuno (1864 - 1936). Dream intentionally - while you’re awake.