Turner at the Towner

Turner at the Towner

How pleasant it is to wander a show labelled with Turner’s name and be one of only a dozen worshippers scattered across a number of beautifully lit, well presented (love the wall colour) galleries. From time to time the Towner shakes off the dross and presents us with...
That’s Life

That’s Life

I greet each day looking to the sky, blessing the dawn’s arrival. The cat is under my feet until I fill his food bowl after which he lets me meander outside to gaze at the firmament. On this morning the crescent moon shone brightly, the sun, its light bringing more...