Every ending is also a beginning

A short post for a long day

Even though it's getting colder and the evenings are drawing in, my thoughts are turning to getting out and seeing people. Working face to face. I've spent a lot of this year looking at a wall, a screen,

I had intended to do more work in Guildford, but finding a space to do it in proved tricky. So many spaces are heavily private or commercialised here. The only real common public areas are the High Street

You've got to start somewhere. Most people want to know what the outputs will be. Is it a film? Or a play or a book? Or maybe an exhibition or a conference? Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe all of those. The form

I'm starting to think about a possible social art residency in an archive. One of the complicated bits to deal with is the ownership and copyright of media and other materials. Here's an example from my

My uncle, Mel Thompson, died in July and we saw him off properly at the weekend. I'm glad that many of the pictures here show him looking happy, because even though he was, as my cousin Simon said, "a

I went to a thing. I'm not going to name and shame, but I didn't like it and I didn't stay. It failed the "3 Hellos" test. I said hello to three people and each of them said hi back but nothing

On Friday, I walked around the centre of Guildford and grabbed pictures of all the empty spaces I could find. Guildford is a pretty prosperous area, not the sort of place you'd expect to need re-generation.

About this time last year, when I was getting going on Steemit, I tried to serialise my writing about a trip I did in 2010 called "Tuttle to Texas". The basic idea then was for a bunch of me

Ten years ago today, I wrote a blog post that changed the direction of my life and ended up making a few microscopic dents in the universe along the way. It was the post that first described something

A good walk this morning gave me the chance to ponder on this a bit more. It seems to me there are a few things to do: Find the others (there are always others!) Find the places people gather together

So things aren't getting much clearer in the election. Campaigning is uneasily suspended though I hear things should get back to "normal" tomorrow morning. I'm more drawn to this concept of creating

The What-tle Coin? I run a weekly meeting, in London, called the Tuttle Club. We've done it every Friday morning for the last eight years (excluding like Christmas/Boxing Days etc.) - it's a diverse and