Life
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The Heavy Weight of Inspiration
"Where" every artist, writer, creator is asked, "do you find your inspiration? What is it in your surroundings, in your home, your friends, your contacts, the world in general, that moves you to create whatever it is that you create? What is it", they seem to be saying, "that you can see, that inspires you to greatness, which I cannot see?"
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Moving With the Times
I have been turning my thoughts back to a few of the literary and philosophical works I read as a youth, having recently been reminded of my pleasure in reading Robert M. Pirsig's Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance in my early teens.
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A Most Respectable Lifestyle
I suspect it depends a great deal on a person's interpretation of Respectable, and whether it can be accepted for many different ways of life, or just form those in certain professions, and the former landed gentry but, as a child, it was a lifestyle which appealed to me. The fault is undoubtedly that of my grandmother - mother's side - who talked of the old ways of the professional tramp...
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Dinosaur: Your Time Has Long Gone
I've never considered myself to be old, at least, not until the doctors starting telling me I really needed to lie down on the operating table and have a few things done to keep the old pump beating. And, to a certain extent, I still do not consider myself to be old despite what others might claim: I have been referred to as Grandpa, and the Old Man by various people
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A Place For Everything
I am fairly sure that most people, perhaps more likely the older, but younger may have been subjected to this too, know the phrase: " A Place for Everything, and Everything in its Place." I heard it constantly uttered as a child, but always from my grandparents, never anyone else. Perhaps it is a thing which springs over a generation now and then, as those on the receiving end vow never to repeat what they have experienced in their youth,
