Talking, teaching, documenting. Using mobile tools, consulting & running workshops on digital storytelling..
I have a selection of supports for my camera gear. All shapes and sizes, for all kinds of uses. Tripods that rarely see the light of day, monopods that for some reason have three legs but are still called monopods and those overpriced pocketable types with the flexible legs that flex to pieces. I wanted […]
Well, lets face it, how could Santa possibly do what it is he does over Christmas if he wasn’t a Jedi? You may also notice he has a red Lightsaber normally reserved for those over on the dark side. His is actually a festive Green in colour with an antler handle (don’t ask) but […]
UPDATE To find out how you can participate in one of these days, check out Storymaking.net ______________________________ From pitching ideas in the office to posting holiday snaps to your favourite social places, we use stories in every area of our lives. To entertain, explain, educate and engage. We are made of stories. Thanks to the […]
There are no images of the iPhone 5 in this blog post. I imagine you have seen one by now and know what it looks like. This is certainly not the normal phone review due to some interesting realisations that forced me to change the way I look at comparing the iPhone 4s to the […]
[Disclaimer] I will be talking a lot about Apple products during this review. I have a lot of them and if these apps and tools I have become accustomed too existed on other devices, I’d be sure to be purchasing outside the Apple brand. I have no loyalty to Apple other than their expensive tools […]
[Disclaimer] This video is more of a quick look than a review. I have no personal connection with Tom Bihn and this bag was sent to me free of charge. I only paid import duty, but don’t let that lead you to think I haven’t been anything other than honest with my opinion. I already […]
The five days in Berlin happened amongst a whirlwind of other assignments I was doing in and around Europe. In fact I am only finding the time to reflect now. I traveled out to Germany with Ben James, aka @BennyCrime. It’s not the first time we’ve worked together. I hired Ben to edit a project […]
I’m not a Journalist and have never trained as such. You only have to look at my grammar to see that. That doesn’t stop me practicing journalism once in a while. As a blogger I feel I get to have fun experimenting with all forms of story making, reporting, documenting. I’m pretty sure first personal […]
I love Lego. So much so I still buy it. I remember having some of the earlier 1975 Minifigures but they weren’t as articulate as the modern ones invented in 1978 and didn’t have moving arms or legs. Needless to say I wish I’d kept them. I don’t remember them having anything other than a […]
On the 2nd of May this year I took a walk from Manchester into Salford with Dr John Perivolaris. (Here is a conversation we had on the way.) listen to ‘Walking into Salford’ on Audioboo We were heading to see David Dunnico’s Exhibition entitled ‘1984 Looks Like This‘ currently showing at Salford Museum and Art […]
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There is mystery in her gaze. I never know what she’s thinking. She’s two and a half going on thirteen. Funny, curious, chatty.
I have no recollection of that age. I once saw some over saturated cine film, shot on a Welsh farm. Dungarees peeled down, I was peeing on a beehive.
My first memory resides six months later at three years old.
There are few witnesses left to tell me about that time.
My daughter will to be able to look back at a trail of digital breadcrumbs. Audio, video, photos, text. She’ll certainly get a glimpse of who she was. But there will always be mystery.
Alan WattsAdvice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing, you’re a writer.
Write like you’re a goddamn death row inmate and the governor is out of the country and there’s no chance for a pardon.
Write like you’re clinging to the edge of a cliff, white knuckles, on your last breath, and you’ve got just one last thing to say.
Write like you’re a bird flying over us & can see everything, & please, for God’s sake, tell us something that will save us from ourselves.
Take a deep breath and tell us your deepest, darkest secret, so we can wipe our brow and know that we’re not alone.
Write like you have a message from the king. Or don’t. Who knows, maybe you’re one of the lucky ones who doesn’t have to.
