Category Archives: Stories from forgotten space

I get it, but always forget it.

2:30pm, New Cross, 18/6/13. Back in South East London. But it doesn’t feel like I’m back in London. Yes, South East London’s atmosphere, look and attitude seem far removed from the areas seen as quintessentially London (North and West London), and New Cross often feels more familiar to those raised near Northern English cities, becauseContinue reading “I get it, but always forget it.”

A Couple of Recent Psychogeographical Maps

These maps were made on Thursday in the Barnsley area (which I’ve mistakenly labeled as being on the 27th, when they were in fact on the 28th. I am making these maps as part of a psychogeographical project where I intend to explain back to myself the experience of inhabiting certain human landscapes I amContinue reading “A Couple of Recent Psychogeographical Maps”

Mind maps. Recounting experience of walk, by mapping out the route.

To follow up yesterday’s post, regarding leaving London and having to return to my home town, an incredibly less busy and noisy place, I have posted two maps I drew of routes I have walked, in order to show my thoughts and experience of that area whilst walking through it. One map is of aContinue reading “Mind maps. Recounting experience of walk, by mapping out the route.”

End of Year Haunting

Accompanying sound…. Ceremony – New Order Unite – Burial The Glorious Land – PJ Harvey One of These Days – Pink Floyd Born To End – Manic Street Preachers Dog Shelter – Burial 21st Century Schizoid Man – King Crimson Novelty (1st Transmission Session, Central Sound Studios July 1979)- Joy Division Temptation  – Heaven 17

The Sound of Silence – [Quaint] Rings Around The World

(part of a series of ‘time travelling’ blogs – originally written in autumn 2015) There’s a noise that is silent. How can a noise sound like silence? It can when the screaming noise of life today momentarily falls away/or collapses in on itself, leaving just a quaint drone, as if the Noise at The EndContinue reading “The Sound of Silence – [Quaint] Rings Around The World”

This is The One, he’s (Still) Waiting For (Another Half-fiction From Forgotten Space)

Part of a series of time-travelling blogs With the last day of 2015 coming to its midway point, I felt like I was momentarily occupying space on that final day of the twentieth century, due to their likeness in the way I’ve been behaving; a general inability to move, and to leave the house, untilContinue reading “This is The One, he’s (Still) Waiting For (Another Half-fiction From Forgotten Space)”