
What is ‘Vogue Rot’? Some kind of fungal disease found in cold and dark conditions, a form of wet anaerobic decay, or what? It sounds unpleasant, and it is. Fair warning. Preamble: for some of us there is the sense that nothing ever happens (one could call this a peculiarly English sense of personal and…
There are three words given/suggested to me by the iPad: I, The and You. The thing is that they begin to take root as though I do, in fact have to use one or all of them. And it’s lovely, the world opened up by these three words: me and you and this object, whatever…

Deterioration and/or… “the negotiations we are all involved in, unconsciously or otherwise, around who we feel we are and how we are seen”.* Up until recently I have lived with reasonable confidence that my personality was singular, but as I grow older I am finding this idea becoming more and more threadbare. Parts of me…

Who Are You ? is an exhibition of 14 works of art by Grayson Perry currently on display at the National Portrait Gallery until April 2015 (NB entrance is FREE!). It is a series of portraits which take us on a journey of discovery through the peculiarities of our different ways and forms of being…
“We are suspended in language such that we don’t know which way is up and which is down.” Niels Bohr.* I spent the weekend in Torbay Hospital. The catheter got blocked and then when it was freed by the district nurse she judged there was too much blood and that I should join the queue…
Giving form to the unformable. I think of the traditions of painting and sculpture. These objects (from the past) seems so certain, so definite, that they became embedded in the narrative what we are, where we came from and what we might be entitled to hope for. It seems so tempting when you write: tell…

This is my grandfather aged twenty six and wearing military uniform. His uniform is from the First World War, and my guess is that the photograph was taken in 1916, and he had just been commissioned as an officer. But I don’t know. I don’t know when he enlisted, or what he did in the…
This word unsuitable touches something important. I notice the Italian is inadatto which suggests the English non-adapted. This is close but doesn’t quite get to the quality of unsuitable. What I am reading into unsuitable is some sort of awkwardness, resistance, bloody-mindedness perhaps. Dirty shoes, long hair, beards, old clothes. And it can also apply…

Brothers: I read this on the London Underground on Monday night, and wrote it down. (Maniaro 15 July 1916) What regiment are you from brothers? World trembling in the night A leaf just opening In the racked air Involuntary revolt Of man face to face With his own fragility Brothers Guiseppe Ungaretti While still thinking…
Ho bisogno di vedere il sole, di sentire il caldo sul corpo, sulla pelle . . . In the enduring trixiness of politicians’ wiles, their innate corruptions exposing the blankness of their hearts. Having sold their souls to the devil anything goes! Of course for a short while they might (if the wind is in…
Categories (2024) are:
Different WORDSTALL Categories in the past supported the mainly experimental personal writing in posts. The previous list of Category headings was: Anti-gravity Surgery / Atelier / Catastrophe Games / Echo Effects / Exodus / Fundamental Perversions / Hitting the Potholes / Holy Fool-Hero / In Conversation / Old Men Traveling / On the Street / Out in the Wilderness / Over and Beyond / Tonite at the Coliseum. Some of these still persist or recur as Tag key-words.
The even earlier Category headings for the walkingtalkingwriting blog (2006-2012) have been forgotten, but can be explored if desired via the long tail of monthly posts for those years here.