Seeing the fallen columns of Zeus’ Temple today, I couldn’t help but contemplate the hubris of “eternity”. All gods must die: and one day, if they are un/lucky, they return to be sold as trinkets to Chinese tourists. Millenia ago Horus, Demeter, Minerva were once loved, feared and venerated. Today we read about them not […]Read more "The Hubris of “Eternity”, and the fate of Old Gods"
Perhaps we are all metaphors of ourselves. Perhaps we start life like sketches, which slowly get filled with with daubs and washes of colour – huge blobs of primary colours, two-dimensional and flat. And then as we progress life anoints us with some shadow and nuance, so we don’t rust so much as weather; we […]Read more "Work in Progress"