In Scotland in winter
Lamps light
Bulbs flicker
Or fluorescent fizz
Embers glow and candles gutter in cauld draughts
Frae ill-fitting doors
Fairies twinkle oan seasonal trees
Ootside lichts welcome folk hame
Brake lights streak doon darkened street
Headlights glare and dip
Icey pavement s sparkle
sarcastic smiles,
just afore ye slip
Yet it cannae stop,
merry dancers
Fae wandering
An wonderin
At a glitter scattered star night sky
,but
only the moon shines
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The Druids Bringing in the Mistletoe, by Edward Atkinson Hornel & George Henry
The afterglow of their achievements still hangs on the horizon. The illuminated gospels of Ireland, the giant carved stones of the Picts…
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Many years ago I read about an ancient shrine to the goddess hidden away in a remote highland glen. It was written about in Twilight of the Celtic Gods [1]: “This rocky shrine is in all proba…
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IT didn’t take long for Labour to lose its cool on Friday morning. As the results started to trickle in at 12.30 am, the former MP and Holyrood candidate Thomas Docherty announced that the party had committed electoral suicide. “Our tax and Trident manifesto,” he declared, “was self-immolation for dummies.” He was denounced as a selfish publicity-seeker by Labour’s shadow Scottish Secretary Ian Murray. From then on the night went downhill.
It was undoubtedly a catastrophic election result for Labour, the party that used to dominate Scottish politics. Docherty went on to declare it “the worst result in 110 years”. Labour was wiped out in Glasgow, something that would have been unimaginable only a decade or so ago. They lost seats across Scotland and ended up a humiliating third behind the hated Scottish Conservatives, who now replace Labour as the main opposition force in Holyrood. Somehow, it seemed to hurt…
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As a 70s teenager I was not an artist. Art held very little interest for me. So why did I watch Vision On?
Vision on was presented by a team of 3 but mostly by Tony Hart. Hart had a sort of kindly uncle persona, which didn’t really ring true with me. However the presenter was not the important part of this show. For art’s sake, it was, ll about making art! The presenter was a guide and an aid,useful and unobtrusive. The show was clearly a team project with many hours of painstaking work sometimes literally behind the scenes. Every aspect was considered and had to “fit” the aim of the show. From set design right down to the name of the band who played the gallery music. The Noveltones -simple and modern. In “The Gallery” they used a simple trellis to present viewers work, not always paintings . The music became emblematic of the programmes but was deliberately not dramatic and did not distract.
The team that made Vision On had a mission , a vision if you like which was to bring enjoyment of art to everyone. Their vision was inclusive and innovative originally intended for hearing impaired children it was the first programme to use sign language. The title referred to a large sign used to indicate that cameras were recording ,most programmes also had a “Sound On ” sign, Vision On chose not to. Speech and text were kept to a minimum
Then there was Morph, a simple stop go animation, an eloquent plasticine everyman.
Well done to Tony Hart and team. I never became an artist but you took art out of it’s box and got me interested. Thanks for turning my vision on.
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