by Steve Tanham
It sounds odd, doesn’t it? See what you’re seeing… But we don’t. We do see, but we don’t see what we’re seeing. I’d better explain my terms, here, before it becomes an exercise in Zen paradox – which I want to avoid. There are not only two, but three phases in our act of seeing. The first is the actual biological receiving of the … Read More See what you’re seeing!
by Steve Tanham
‘Found art’ is a style in which objects are discovered in the environment or workplace that have artistic value or gain artistic value through being arranged in new ways. That about sums up my knowledge of the genre, though, as a keen photographer, I can see the parallel between them. Both rely on ‘seeing’ something that may not appear obvious. Both require the extraction … Read More Found Objects
by Steve Tanham
There are a handful of them along the seafront at Grange-over-Sands. They lie quietly beneath the promenade, encased in the stonework crafted by Victorian engineers, whose design allowed the water to pass beneath the all-important railway tracks. They carry the amalgamated water of several small streams into the turbulent waters of Morecambe Bay… and backwards when the tide is high – which is quite … Read More #ShortWrytz : creeking
by Steve Tanham
Like many who write on psychological or spiritual topics, I often wonder about the nature of time. Does it have an existence or is it solely a product of our interaction with a world that we consider to be ‘out-there’? Out-there is an interesting notion, for it immediately creates an ‘in-here’. What is the content of that? Does it have any substance? One of … Read More Two fools on the Hill
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by Steve Tanham
They live concealed within the ebb and flow of life recycled. That very nature is why they are so hard to find. The extraordinary hidden in plain sight… Their camouflage is the blindness caused by seeing what we saw, before, and not what is before us. A spell so strong, it takes our will to see it, differently. To reach into what seems to … Read More The Quiet Places
by Steve Tanham
I suppose the surprise arrival – by post – of a batch of smoked kippers that morning should have triggered the gene in me that I’ve named: How Strange! I’ve mentioned our love of a kipper breakfast in previous posts. We had recently returned from our annual November visit to see our good friends on the Isle of Man. Part of our trip had … Read More #ShortWrytz : Manx kippers and smoked humans
by Steve Tanham
In part one, we travelled through a world of autumn’s dying colours to consider the continuing life beneath the earth – the world of the root. There is an inevitable sense of loss as the warm months fade away, leaving us with memories of pale blue skies and the perfume of the summer days… and the fullness of life. We are presented with a … Read More The other side of colour (2 of 2)
by Steve Tanham
I walk a lot. it’s a necessity when you have a collie. Fortunately, we live in the country and the scenic walks begin through the gate in the bottom of the garden… There are lots of variations, but the standard walk, when we’ve only got an hour or so, is to follow the line of the old canal for about twenty minutes, then take … Read More The watery curve of acceptance
by Steve Tanham
It sat there… peaceful; serene, even. The tide came in, washed off the loose, blown sand, then went back out. Pretty much like any other day, really. But the rock knew this day was different… The young boy came over and stared at the rock, as he had done most days since that first day – the day they had started speaking to each … Read More #ShortWrytz – The Rock
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by Steve Tanham
It’s a poignant time of year… I love colour. I’m sure we all do. It’s difficult to say farewell to the mellow flashes of autumn; to know that it will be four months – one third of a year – before renewed colour returns in full to this beautiful land. It’s important to make the best of the last; to have the camera always … Read More The other side of colour (1 of 2)
by Steve Tanham
Who knows which way-less-taken lies beyond the stile The openings of now, unnumbered, mapped in dew Unfamiliar potentials – whispers in the icy wind, Cry ‘untrod, unheard’ alone in wandering air Yet one of them, clear with rising light, will claim the right To be tomorrow… ©Stephen Tanham 2021 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of … Read More Potential of Tomorrow
by Steve Tanham
It’s not, of course. There is just a man, there is a bird and a mysteriously lit stretch of sand. But the man – dark coat, collar up, intent on his descent… is there a gun in that pocket? Surely, he has no reason to be going down to the beach in what is clearly an early winter evening lit by the moon hiding … Read More The man, the bird and a sinister beach
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