Smokey Smokerson

Hello. Guess what. That’s right, I’m torturing myself. That’s how it feels anyway, but deep down, in my rational grown up mind, I know my thinking is all skewy. The real torture of course is the routine inhalation of a noxious mixture of gas, tar, burning paper and god-knows-what else. That’s the real torture. EspeciallyContinue reading “Smokey Smokerson”

Anthony Lysycia: The Art of Living

Anthony Lysycia, dancing with the camera in front of one of his massive canvases. Life. It’s a funny old thing isn’t it? You wait in silent darkness for billions of years, then all of a sudden: WHOOSH, surprise surprise, you clock in.You scream a lot at first, and you soon start bumping into stuff, and beforeContinue reading “Anthony Lysycia: The Art of Living”