A hosepipe ban flashed up on my phone last week. My neighbour's long, bright green expandable hose used to pass from garden to garden until the ban came into force. Now I make the journey from kitchen sink to vegetable patch carrying a full green watering can. Cold water splashes against my bare legs. Courgettes,... Continue Reading →
Connective Tissue III
Saturday July 11th, 2026 This past week I’ve been walking late in the evening. It’s still hot, but the heat has a strange ascending quality. The air feels like a living breathing entity that I wade through. The air rises in slow lazy currents, shimmering across the fields of dry wheat as the trees in... Continue Reading →
Connective Tissue II
It's June 22nd. The solstice was last night. The temperature is slowly rising. Inside 27°C, outside 28°C. My body is damp, my head heavy. I used to love the heat, the hotter the better. Walking through the streets of New York in July or August always felt like an adventure, never knowing what heat-filled interventions... Continue Reading →
Exquisite Corpse
It’s Thursday. I’m doing Jo’s walk. I pick a random direction, 300 paces from my house. I find myself counting paces in twenties. Falling into an intuitive rhythm of twenty. Trusting it. I’m in the middle of an alley, middle of a block, at Gate 1. Looking for something meaningful to rest my eyes and... Continue Reading →
Paper thin
Even though it's early morning the temperature has risen, the mulchy mud has turned to a soft powder that billows with each step. Each step, a fluffy puff of brown, making my feet blend into the ground, the dust erasing their nature as trainers. My nostrils seem to recede, attacked by the dust, pollen and... Continue Reading →