Blakes Road, the book I am writing, is the story of a walk I took last year from England’s south coast to London. Specifically from Felpham, near Bognor Regis in West Sussex, to Bunhill Fields, a cemetery in Islington. The distance was something around 70 miles, and it took four days walk, meaning the book is divided into four chapters.
I am halfway through the task of illustrating ‘Blakes Road‘, the book I am currently writing. I’m illustrating the book as it is, in part, a paean to William Blake, and Blake illuminated almost every page of his own books, so I feel I should do the same.
Here are a few of them:
The copywriting I do for DotBrighton is the perfect writing gig for the world of 2011. As it is a voluntary, unpaid, restrictive, and unpublished role this might seem counterintuitive, so I’d like to explain why. It has a number of key things that are unexpectedly right with it.
I wouldn’t bother.
- Art school - visited the school, designed by Charles Rennie Mactintosh, Glasgow’s greatest architect;
- Ballads - unaccompanied singers, mostly middle-aged women, performing beautiful traditional Celtic numbers at the Celtic Connections festival;
- Car Park - heard the hilarious story ‘I’ve never been to a car park’, told by a man from a tiny Highland village;