The Birds are Dumb

During Lockdown I, like many others, began to notice birdsong and, on further investigation, the birds themselves. It started me thinking and I wrote this little poem… Sitting in the treetops, perched on telegraph wires, singing sweetly as if nothing is wrong. Calling to one another in the bright ice sunshine. Dumb birds. Don’t theyContinue reading “The Birds are Dumb”


I’ve been going through this thing, for most of life if I’m honest, where I think – who cares anyway? Why bother writing, painting, making things when no-one is interested in what I do? I guess it’s a mixture of insecurity, nihilism, existential angst, impostor syndrome and low self-worth (that’s a heady cocktail!). So IContinue reading “#showyourwork”