Plain Song by Native and the Name, directed by Nick Park
I mentioned this a while back, but my pal Joe and his band have just released their first album and the lead single, Plain Song, is directed by Nick Park. I was part of the audience for the live shots. Even if you look closely, you won’t see me.
Also, I made their website for them.
A new site for The Workshop
I’ve spent the best part of six weeks working on the new company website here at The Workshop. It’s very much a 1.0, but that’s an achievement in itself.
When you work for a busy design agency, it’s difficult to set the time aside to work on your own projects. So we decided to dedicate this short period of development time to the site and then iterate as we go.
It’s been great fun to work on and there are lots of plans in store. I’m looking forward to putting more ideas into practice.
Hopeful Eyes (by Native and the Name)
This is my pal Joe and his excellent band, Native and the Name. The lad can sing, I might tell you.
Their album is called Under Branches High and is out now on the old iTunes. You can also nip to the Native and the Name website for more information. The album’s on Spotify too actually.
How CCTV can improve your productivity. This is something I recorded a couple of years ago. Here’s the theory behind it.
I found it because I was looking through my videos on Vimeo to try and find one where I liked my hair.
What? What’s wrong with that?
“ It does neither reader nor author justice. What you end up with is an impression of something having happened. Pale paragraphs that you can never fully recall. Silhouettes of broken sentences.”
I want you to stop speed reading | Write for Your Life
My thoughts on speed reading and why, especially if you’re a writer, you should probably pack it in.
“ The past beats inside me like a second heart.”
John Banville, The Sea
(via Ben Johncock)
Gorgeous sentence.
Just read: Who Will Run the Frog Hospital? by Lorrie Moore. Beautifully written and found myself totally hooked in some sections, but overall it felt like hard work. I’m not sure why either. There isn’t much of a story, but then that’s not much of a criticism, generally speaking. I think, perhaps, sometimes, a book simply isn’t one’s particular cup of tea. And that’s all there is to it.
Just read: The Sense of an Ending, Julian Barnes. Clearly well written and beautifully paced, but not enough soul for my ever so sensitive tastes. I like sentences that surprise me and characters with hearts as well as minds. I can see why it won the Booker, but yeah, I was a bit like, whatevs mate by the end.
