I HAVEN’T written much on social media for years, or indeed anywhere in public, for a mix of reasons. Partly I’ve been enjoying the deep dive of active listening afforded by my 2017 entry into coaching – such a delicious contrast with being pebbledashed by Twitter as head of charity comms. There’s also the fact…
HAS anyone ever told you to “chill out”? If you’re anything like me, this injunction creates the opposite effect – intense irritation, followed perhaps by shame that I haven’t yet mastered the art of inner peace. But recently I’ve noticed I’m getting more relaxed about tension. While low-level stress rightly gets a bad rap, I’d…
NICK THORPE tries a novel way to let go of perfection and embrace the messy moshing of collaborative art. Recently I learned to sketch with my feet. It was one of several unusual skills I acquired at Drawn to Dance – a bizarre and exhilarating two-day experiment in which twenty of us gathered in a…
I once met a man who had built a cathedral out of leather. He showed it to me reverently in his back room – a two-foot-tall, perfectly-stitched gothic replica, enshrined on a carpet of rabbit-fur, complete with spires and buttresses and delicate snakeskin windows lit from within by coloured lights. “I started it eight years ago…
