I actually have a fiver and tenner - beastie side outward - stuck to a bookcase in my flat, so I can just enjoy them. (This causes some confusion among visitors.)
They're the most beautiful notes. 💛
It felt like braiding sweetgrass, the natural and generational practice of the humanities teacher that persists because it actually renews the individual and the community, provokes intellectual growth, and holds challenge and change even though it is a very old. I'm super grateful
I think we can do wildlife and iconic British at the same time: City pigeon eating a dropped sandwich on £5.
Herring Gull stealing chips on £10.
Urban Fox going through a bin on £20.
Mute swan breaking a man’s arm on the £50.
I love them
My favourite from this series: a Wren in flight. The leaping Wren is Yvonne Trewin from Paignton, nicknamed 'Inches' because she was the smallest member of her boat's crew (Imperial War Museum A 26510).
Coming soon to the gorgeous Rise in York!
How come we've forgotten the story of our first, fiercest mythic mothers? Queens of Albion sets the record straight - as well as spilling the beans on how a giant made me miss my ninth birthday party.
#storytelling #spoken-word
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That sounds wonderful! And what great company to be telling stories in.
Fantastic! I really hope you enjoy the read 💛
If you ever want to read a paper for free and can't find it otherwise, email the lead author and politely ask for a copy. You will not be bothering the person. You will in fact make their whole entire day. I have had scientists get so excited I asked they sent me everything they ever published.
I’ve had the back door open all afternoon. It’s not even that warm. It’s the kind of cold you get on a caravan holiday. You could read a book in a deckchair in this kind of cold.
Probably not statistically significant, but I'm GOING to believe this from now on.
"If I was to use ChatGPT for my designs rather than our designer Sean, that's taking money out of the local area into the hands of a multibillionaire ... removing value from the local community and local artists [and] into the hands of some of the richest people in the world."
#AIslop #refuseresist
Folklore is a living current in perpetual manifestation, perpetual mutation. Each telling – whether in story swapped across pints or carved into a church's wooden bestiary – makes a bridge from then to now and onto tomorrow. Even the smallest oak dragon is transmission. – #CLNolan #FolkloreSunday
For St. David's Day, presenting this delightful British Railways poster from 1963 promoting holidays in North Wales, with artwork by Reginald Lander. "Unsurpassed in its variety" and "you get there quickly by train", it boasts. It still is, and you still can 🏴
Canaletto with accessories - a somehow arresting sight in a closed gallery today
Every salt-hag has her place of standing. Rocks upon which she sings to summon the winds. Choired by gull shriek and surf rasp, these are her tide temples. These are her places where waves whisper wonders. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
Those neglected places – harsh, bosky and blurred by the speed they are rushed passed – are adored by the witch. For those places sing fierce songs. These are our thorn temples. Their spirits scratch the sky, tithe blood and offer wonders. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
Some excellent stuff here for the #storytelling crowd ...
Join us next Tuesday in person or online for a fascinating event! Not to be missed. Visit the APGRD website for more info and to get the Zoom link to join online.
#penelope #classicalpoetry #reception #classics
please sign if you can - no need to be a local resident. Our environment and our water supply has been contaminated since Thursday by (allegedly) 20000 litres of diesel leaked into the river. www.change.org/p/accountabi...
"as well as expressing our frustrations with the disenchanted world, it’s also our best means for capturing the ways in which the world remains enchanted"
Managed a spot of puddle bothering this morning.
⚪️ Portal.
A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it. Writers know words are their way towards truth and freedom, and so they use them with care, with thought, with fear, with delight. By using words well they strengthen their souls.
I don’t know who needs to hear Jesse Jackson leading the kids on Sesame Street in this beautiful call-and-response reminding them that every child is somebody, but here it is
Sending 💛
The month that asks less of us than we ask of ourselves
There is an argument in favour of us welcoming winter’s opportunity to slow down, and not be in a rush to emerge before spring is truly here
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'The “little pieces of Sunderland” produced by the city’s glassmaking factory for more than a century can be traced back to an even older story that began in the seventh century, when English glassmaking began at a monastery beside the River Wear, run by abbott and later saint Benedict Biscop.' 1/3
1804. Oceans are now Battlefields.
In the South China Sea a British convoy worth almost £1bn today is spotted by the French.
It should be a massacre.
Instead, Commodore Nathanial Dance is about to defeat a French battle squadron using some paint and the most overplayed hand in #navalHistory. /1 🧵
An undeniably emotional experience seeing the other half of the ‘peacock room’ in Oplontis being excavated and meeting their counterparts: the two peahens that graced the facing wall. What a delightfully playful idea by the artist.
Compliments to my colleagues, excavators & conservators. Spectacular