Category: #Silent Eye

Age and the Inner Life

How old are we? It’s often a cruel question and we wrestle with the answer, knowing full well how many years downstream we are … but feeling, not too deep inside, that our inner state bears no relation to that set of two digits… Traditionally, this has been dismissed as just part of our psychology. We don’t want to feel old, so we learn … Read More Age and the Inner Life

Images of Consideration

I read a lot into nature… I study the natural world around me carefully; a lot of my joy in taking photographs is that it helps me to ‘see’ what’s there in more clarity. It’s remarkable what being considered with a landscape can do, and how it deepens your sense of truly ‘being there’. Such acts of considering were central to what the philosopher … Read More Images of Consideration

Devon Drive (2) – Brixham in three photos

I’d never been to Brixham. Years ago, I stayed in Torquay for a night and noticed there was a ferry service between the two towns. At the time, I knew little about the nautical history of this ‘place at the end of Torbay’, and I had to be on the train back to London for an important meeting before lunchtime. But it went in … Read More Devon Drive (2) – Brixham in three photos

Devon Drive (1)

From the ages of two to fourteen, I lived in a small village called Ainsworth, halfway between Bolton and Bury, in old Lancashire. The streets in the new estate were named after places in Devon. The main trunk avenue, where our home was, was Devon Drive; others included Kingsbridge Avenue and Salcombe Avenue. I’d never been to Devon, and these sounded exotic. It was … Read More Devon Drive (1)

What if the week didn’t exist? (2) : the planting of life-seeds

At the close of last week’s post, we concluded that, although the ‘week’ was only broadly defined as a fraction of a moon-cycle, it had become an essential ‘container’ in our our outer lives. Our working and social existence depends on the week being in place. International travel would be unworkable unless we had agreement on which day of the week was being swept … Read More What if the week didn’t exist? (2) : the planting of life-seeds

It’s a liquid?

“It’s a liquid?” “Well, I’d say it’s a kind of liquid” “Because?“ “Because it’s warm and flows?” “And rises?” “Yes. Rises like a warm liquid rises.” “Could it not be a gas?” “I don’t think so…” “Why not?” Because is doesn’t feel like a gas flows, it feels like a liquid flows.” “I agree. Though I’m not sure we have the proof for that.” … Read More It’s a liquid?

Pale sun, November river…

That moment when you look up and realise that the sun is as high as it’s going to get … and, yes, it’s the end of November. On our ‘town and castle’ walk, the Collie and I pass over this old stone bridge and gaze down at the silver-gold of the river Kent. And reflect… ©Stephen Tanham 2022 Stephen Tanham is a Director of … Read More Pale sun, November river…

What if the week didn’t exist? – Part 1

I don’t know about you, but I find the week comforting… Over the years, I’ve built up a pattern of working through things that I need to do, in order to get to the things I regard as ‘me-time’. There is the stuff of keeping an orderly house. Then the dog has to be walked… and time to visit my mother in her care … Read More What if the week didn’t exist? – Part 1

The bridge over the railway at Grange

The railway made Grange-over-Sands; and part of that legacy is a wonderful but decidedly odd-looking metal bridge over the line as you’re leaving the town to the West – in the direction of Barrow-in-Furness. It’s a favourite piece of architecture – mainly for the photogenic views up the line, as in the cover shot… The giant L-shaped structure dominates this part of the promenade. … Read More The bridge over the railway at Grange

Representing the Invisible

For this you were called, created, formed and made… The human mind has always sought to represent the invisible… A feeling might be represented by high art, such as Michelangelo’s marble sculpture ‘Pietà’, in St Peter’s Basilica, Vatican City. To stand before the Pieta sculpture is to be drawn into the emotion of Christ’s mother, holding the crucified body of her son, Jesus Christ. … Read More Representing the Invisible

Homage to Hopper by roadlight

One of my favourite artists is the American Edward Hopper. His ‘Nighthawks’ is a study in late-night loneliness, set in a bar/diner whose light is a stark and emotional contrast to the isolating darkness outside. He also painted isolated and often abandoned scenes, such as outdated petrol (gas) stations; again with a very ‘still’ emotional fascination. The figures within the bar still have barriers: … Read More Homage to Hopper by roadlight

Country Girl?

It’s a song by Crosby, Stills and Nash, written in 1970 by their new band member Neil Young, for the best-selling album Déjà Vu; the event that propelled them to achieve what the music world described as ‘supergroup’ status. Link. https://youtu.be/pWMyLDia6R0 It was a transformative moment for a sixteen year old boy-man who had just been bought the album as a Christmas present… But … Read More Country Girl?

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