There are lots to remember about this flat but I shall miss most the way light falls in through the windows and hits the house.
When I wake up in the morning, I drink a glass of water and remember to water the plants. When I wake up in the morning, I water the plants and remember to drink a glass of water.
Ways and ways and ways to eat North Staffordshire oatcakes. Fried egg, rosemary and garlic. Apple and walnut salad. Tomato, cucumber and butter. Rocket and parmesan salad. Braised aubergine and peppe...
My mother told me my father said that when he retires, he wants to cycle into the rainforest every morning with his lunch to sit amongst the trees for the day before returning home when the sun sets....
Anna is a three-year-old girl who likes toast, candy canes, chocolate chip cookies and Pushka. She dislikes tomatoes and egg yolks. I learned that one Sunday when I styled and shot Anna for Cherry Pi...
…the bunches of five-petaled blooms, each small but perfectly-formed… …the sprays of buds looking like floating dots at a distance… …the play of light and shadow on the ...
When I first spotted it on the rail of vintage pickings at YMC on Poland Street many, many months ago, I did wonder, under what kind of weather conditions could I feasibly be wearing a no-sleeves, ov...
Espresso from Monmouth… …and gelato from Scoop… …makes affogato. Hot, cold, hot, cold. Just like the weather in London right now although it has outdone itself yesterday ̵...
Spot of transient beauty near Bermondsey station.
For the year just passed and since the start of this, whilst sorting out some personal matters, I have been working pretty much at my own pace. Prior to this phase, I was a consultant for a British s...
April Part Two: sun, blossoms, wildflowers, Diptycellany #2 is a story about waiting and the talismans on my wrist taken on this day at Monmouth Coffee, amulet of an eye at a florist, Fernando Casase...
April Part One: rain, W Hotel, home, WAH Nails book launch party, mirror balls, night-life, nails, head and tail, blossoms and more blossoms to come in Part Two.
After almost a year of writing a Recently, Randomly style column for Hong Kong-based monthly, Milk X magazine, I received a new brief: a four-page column spotlighting products of personal interest. T...
Pictures I took in Singapore when I was last there. Found them today while looking for something else.
Perhaps wildflowers aren’t suited for being indoors but it is only human to want to try.
18th April, Wednesday, Elthorne Park. Brief period of intense sunshine interrupting a run of rainy days. Stages of dandelion on a typical London day.
When I put on my Lewis Leathers jacket, I am instantly transformed. I walk with my back straight and my shoulders pulled back. Perhaps this is due to the body-skimming cut bearing down on the physiqu...
I am missing that Sunday when after grocery shopping at Islington Farmers’ Market, I had the urge to photograph the blossom trees I saw on Park Street the day before. I got home, dropped my sho...
Three things that are brown and good. Parma rose from The Little Bread Pedlar. English hand-turned wooden bowl from Bermondsey Square Antiques Market. Seventies linen placemat from The Shop on Cheshi...
On Saturday, post-grocery shopping at Spa Terminus, I walked on to Crimscott Street. I went into a compound, stood in front of the heavy, black doors of Drawing Room and rang the bell. It must have b...
Bergamot lemon biscuits As some of you have requested… Butter Biscuit Makes 15 – 18 biscuits. Preheat the oven to 175°C. Cream 50 g of cultured unsalted butter with a whisk. Sometimes I a...
It was a gathering place for the flies and the bees.
I came home one afternoon to find the living room bathed in diffused, golden light. Unusually I had left the house before Giulia that day so the blinds were down. Drawing up the blinds is the first t...
Iris is not the kind of girl you’ll describe as having classically stunning looks but there is something about her that makes you want to take a second glance, then a third. Perhaps it’s ...
This evening, I went to see This is Not a Film at the ICA. It is a documentary of a day in the life of Iranian director Jafar Panahi, made by him and his friend Mojtaba Mirtahmasb in 2011, under hous...
When I am working from home to meet deadlines, I want to eat satisfying food that is super quick to put together. Doesn’t everyone? Bread is the obvious choice as the basic building block of me...
On Saturday mornings, I go to Maltby Street to do my weekly food shopping. I carry a basket. In the basket are the bare essentials – card case, coin purse and wallet, canvas tote for groceries,...
Amy Revier is an artist and weaver who lives and works out of a garden flat in Hampstead. She shares it with her partner Clayton and Agnes, an sixteen-months old Australian Shepherd. I visited her on...
Last Friday I was at the Barbican to see Song Dong: Waste Not. I was stunned by the installation before I entered the room. I was moved by Song’s account of how the project served as a healing ...
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