Tag Archives: Glenrothes

Embedded in the Landscape: Psychogeography, Folk Horror and the Everyday

I’ve had a few requests to share the talk I gave at The Unseelie Court event organised by Folk Horror Revival in October. So here it is:    We’ll come back to that guy on the slide later. I’m guessing … Continue reading

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Ask a Psychogeographer: Interview on Prehistories

I recently tried to answer a few questions about psychogeography for the wonderful Prehistories website.  Here is an extract: Ask a… psychogeographer Interview with Murdo Eason, The Fife Psychogeographical Collective. For any readers who haven’t encountered psychogeography before, could you give a … Continue reading

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On the first day of Spring 2016

. Crossing the celestial line, a cloud on the first day of Spring . The Caskieberran water tank, is a structure etched in the memory of growing up in the New Town of Glenrothes.  At that time, the tank was … Continue reading

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The Eternal Return of Autumn

. The eternal return of the    ephemeral autumn         ballet . . At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is … Continue reading

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When natural cycles turn, brutalist windows can dream of trees…

. a flower expresses itself by flowering, not by being labelled Patrick Geddes That blue There – beyond the iris heads. As if a grey tarpaulin has been peeled back across the eyeball of the sky. . Spring light, a different … Continue reading

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Moby Dick, Laurie Anderson and The King’s Cellar, Limekilns.

The book is so modern, it’s insane. Melville uses all these voices — historian, naturalist, botanist, lawyer, dreamer, obsessive librarian. His jump-cut style is truly contemporary. Laurie Anderson on Moby Dick  November 1999 The métro pulls in to Bobigny Pablo-Picasso in … Continue reading

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