September 14, 2017

Two years ago I had dinner with Grado Kilomba, in Vienna. Her show, about decolonizing knowledge, had got me thinking. Using a combination of film and theatre, interwoven around an academic paper, she challenges conventional ways of communicating narrative without loss...

August 19, 2017

"Independent Variable Poetry anthology, edited by Callan Waldron-Hall brings together the realms of poetry and science. 

Both practices are active pursuits of a universal truth, and both go about this in different ways. Some of the poems in this anthology lean on scient...

August 9, 2017

As terror creeps in
the shadow of politics
a heart is offered
from a trowelled past - do we
learn nothing in the trenches? 

(In response to Trump and Korea)

(Photo credit: Martin Bates. Taken at  Petit Portelet excavation, Ice Age Island, Jersey)

August 9, 2017

Earlier this month I was lucky enough to spend some time in Ottawa due to work.  Following a hectic week I eventually managed to visit a couple of museums, beginning with the stunning Museum of Nature.

It's official name is the Victoria Memorial Museum Building, designe...

August 9, 2017

At Beltane, I went to the University of Ottawa, in Canada. I went to speak about deep mapping across the (alleged) ontological turn, as part of a Max Plank Institute session at the joint CASCA/IUAES intercongress of anthropologists - where I also showed the Layers in t...

August 8, 2017

Back at the end of April I took Lynne Denman to sing at the private view of Lea Sautin's exhibition at Oriel Mwldan, called Through The Paper Window. The exhibition told some of the Mabinogion tales, from Mererid to Matholwch, Branwen to the raging Boar - so naturally...

August 8, 2017

This year, 2017, Wales is held in thrall by the Year of the Legend. A brilliant idea, a means by which stories can be brought to the fore and historic sites reanimated through their telling, it has brought forth a gamult of activities, events and conversations country...

July 9, 2017

On Thursday I went to the National Museum of Ireland (Archaeology) to see the bog bodies, in preparation for attending the Peatlands conference at UCC. I walked straight in without pausing or thinking it through, following my feet - stopping in my tracks at the side of...

June 14, 2017

 (Image copyright: Heart Radio, June 14th, 2017)

Beneath the bridge, beside the road,

a company lies down their load.

A single face is worn by all,

darkened by the midnight call.

No sign will point, for them, a way

to keep their memories at bay;

a silence in the wake of screa...

June 11, 2017

Running through the wheatfields,

With the last of the woods laid low, 

Our company heard a cuckoo,

In lament we rose to sow.

A mist from our boughs ascended,

Out of daylight a moon shone clear,

A stain from the sky descended,

And the flood crept slowly near.

No ark has co...

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