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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 17

In the beginning there was the road. But before the road, there was the river. Gillian Tindall – The Fields Beneath Her fishlike eyes adjust to the dimness of the church’s interior. The walls, she notices, are alive with colour. … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 16

Oh, I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby say goodbye. Joni Mitchell – River Yesterday evening we … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 15

the rivers we cut                                    the artificial divides                       lead us to the shore … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 14

A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves. Marcel Proust – In Search of Lost Time     The fortitude shown by some people in this present crisis is really quite humbling. My eldest daughter, … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 13

one step-width water of linked stones trills in the stones glides in the trills eels in the glides in each eel a fingerwidth of sea Alice Oswald – Dart Julie makes swift progress for the waters of the lake are … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 12

I also took a digital approach to letting the river guide the composition, through a process called sonification. In the same way we might visually represent a set of data in a graph or diagram, sonification represents data through sound. … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 11

What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that–everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me, it … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 10

The old river in its broad reach rested unruffled at the decline of day, after ages of good service done to the race that peopled its banks, spread out in the tranquil dignity of a water way leading to the … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 9

The flow of the Ill had often taken me in its current. I had spent so long wandering along its banks and along the cobbled paths away from Petite France that I had rarely explored the local vicinity of my … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 8

The Thames cuts a lonely swathe through maps of contemporary London. She’s one of the last visible remnants of a natural landscape lost beneath concrete and steel. She trails sadly through the megalopolis like a party ribbon hanging from the … Continue reading

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