Posted in May 2016

Modern Jungle;

Modern Jungle;

The city never sleeps, Even when the curtains are drawn. They dance to the roar of the trees, And flow with the wind’s breeze, From dusk till dawn. They remain awake,  Making up for lost time, From the week that’s passed when,  Everything is at stake. We sing!

Place; I’d love to come back to…

Place; I’d love to come back to…

On the 4th of May 2011 I recounted about my experience at the Forest of Dean Sculpture Trail and a short while back I was contact by a representative of Forest of Dean Sculpture Trust asking me to provide a write up of my experience with Place which was coming to the end of its viewing, and … Continue reading