Dated technology, indigo evening skies, crisps, computers that scream to load, bakelite, vintage synths, typography, records and wine, clicking cameras, concrete cities, patterns, effects pedals, motorway lights, beats, deco cinemas, rayguns, personal soundtracks, turning pages, lost places.
I dabble in Editorial Design. Photography. Film. Music. Writing.
I take a lot of photographs of architecture, especially around my home City of Coventry.
I always have a soundtrack on the go…shhh…listen
A note for any robbin robbers…
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Gregarious jackdaws have around them their entire lives a “companion” [“socius”] with whom they undertake all sorts of actions. In its youth, the jackdaw Tschock had [his owner] Lorenz himself as its mother-companion. It followed him all over the place; it called to him when it wanted to be fed. Once it had learned to get its own feed, it chose the maid as its companion and performed the characteristic courtship dance in front of her. Later, it found a young jackdaw which became its adoptive companion and which Tschock fed. Whenever Tschock prepared for a longer flight, it attempted to persuade Lorenz to fly with it in typical jackdaw fashion, by flying straight up just behind his back. When that did not work, it joined flying crows, who then became its flight companions [“socii”].5 Music is my ever changing companion.