Provocative Postcards

This idea came to me the other day, it amuses me.

Spotted

Tartan flat cap,
Bogart trenchcoat.
Face: Poirot/Clouseau,
by way of a euro
moustache.

Sloping overbridge
by the Heritage
Plc. pub, he
holds his camera
on its side

like he's Cousteau,
a ventriloquist
or enthused parent.
Stock characters
all and forever.

Faust

This is just a man from a magazine but I picked up red and black ink without thinking and it makes every portrait look 50% more villainous.

Knockers (Part 2)

Another set from my archive. Triumphs in personal taste over resale value.

Aerial

My father has a monument
in this town
dedicated
to quick-release
seatbelts.
You'll need a snorkel.

Missed Connections

Exhibit A) the french director Vincent Moon. I'm familiar with him from watching his films with Mogwai and The National.

I've been reading Borges recently, the Argentinian essayist, poet and short story writer. His story The Shape of The Sword features a coward called Vincent Moon. I've come to realise that the french director took his name from the character in the story. It's an absolute beazer of a story - I'd link to it but that would be an insult to the author of The Library of Babel, readers should buy it or seek it out in their local library.

Printwork