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Miscellaneous writing

High ladder

I walked for many days in the direction I was told and came to a vantage spot where, in the further distance, I could see floating in the air a ladder soaring through the clouds. This must be the place, but the ladder is too high for me to climb. Perhaps I will wait a while and see if someone descends. If there is someone up above the clouds surely they will need to return to the earth at some point if only for the bathroom? I will go find a spot to sleep, make a camp and keep watch.

For previous posts on this topic please see here and here

c John Pitt, 2022

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Humour Miscellaneous writing Miscellaneous writing

Can I be of assistance?

Why do I need your help?

Perhaps you are in a bad place?

What makes you think that?

Well…

It’s not too bad up here.

How did you get up there?

Can’t recall. A dream maybe.

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Comedy Miscellaneous writing

Conversation across water

Can you hear me?

Yes I can. Loud and clear.

What’s it like over there?

Very pleasant. What about where you are?

It’s OK.

We should do tea.

Why yes. That would be a lovely idea.

Why don’t you come over.

I don’t have a boat.

You could build one.

I don’t have any trees to fell. My island is barren.

Mine is too. I suppose one of us will have to swim.

I can’t swim.

Come to think of it, I never learnt either.

That’s a shame.

Perhaps if a ship comes by we could ask it to stop?

That’s a great idea. You are full of wonderful ideas.

I am.

But how?

We will light a fire.

We have no wood.

You have a point. Then we will wave at it. Someone will see us.

What if it is night time?

You have many questions.

I do.

When you have some answers let me know. Until then, Goodbye.

c John Pitt / 2021

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Miscellaneous writing

Lost at sea

Some boats set out on voyage never to return to their home port. The captain, officers and deckhands, unaware of their fate, do not look back as their loved ones cheer and wave from the quayside.

This vessel may be lost. The memory of the sailors will haunt their families and loved ones back home.

It is a sad tale. Yet it is a story that has been written countless times.

Watch those white sails carefully.

Yours may be the last. Wish them safe passage.

c John Pitt / 2021

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Miscellaneous writing

Solitary walk by the sea shore

Who might you chose as a companion?

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Thoughts on lettering

Tribute to HM

These flint stones, small, able to be held easily in the palm of one hand, were collected on the south coast of England perhaps in the 1990s. For someone obsessed with time and memory I regret I cannot be more precise. Nevertheless, I did pick them from a beach, and they fitted nicely. At this [undefined and undefinable] time, I was inspired by HM and others like. Some decades later, the flints rest in my Australian garden, and shared.

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Miscellaneous writing

Snow

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.

World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.

And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes— 
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one’s hands—
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.

Snow by Louis MacNeice

credit: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/91395/snow-582b58513ffae

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Thoughts on lettering

Guide to Letter carving: three

Slate letters cut and in shadow
Slate alphabet caught in deep shadow

This is the third in a series of demonstrations about how to letter carve in a time of pandemic.

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lettering, typography, alphabets, stonework sculpture

Sounds of stonecarving

Listen to the sounds of chisel against sandstone as I work the stone to the shape I require.

https://johnpittcreative.files.wordpress.com/2020/04/sounding-carving.mp3

This is the piece I am working on

Work in progress
Sandstone sculpture unfinished

And completed:

Sculpture in limestone

Or try this video too

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alphabet Typographic ephemera

A Modern Alphabet [vintage 1987]

This cartoon by the famed Guardian artist, Polly Simmonds, came to light as I searched through my Journal for 1987. Tucked away in a sleeve at the rear of the volume the newsprint is a little worn, a touch brown in parts, yet the humour is as fresh as ever.

Polly simmonds 1987
Polly Simmonds 1987

I notice that U stands for UB40. No, not the band. This was the Unemployment Benefit Attendance card handed out to the jobless, including me that year. This is mine:

UB40 card 1987