A Poem by our Writer in Residence, David Gilbert
11 April 2023
On the 17th Day Well, you wouldn’t be herewere it not for the unrecognisedkindnesses you’ve shown yourself. You think it was god?You think love is
On the 17th Day Well, you wouldn’t be herewere it not for the unrecognisedkindnesses you’ve shown yourself. You think it was god?You think love is
You Didn’t Tell Me You didn’t tell me there would be days when I could walk outon a garden by a low stone
All Along Love does what love does best –keeps itself going in the background for when it’s needed.Old Mr Reliable. Like our black-and-white telly, late
Michelle Baharier and Chris Lewis-Jones at the opening for Being Present We are pleased to be able to share a recording of artists Michelle Baharier
Site visit with artists to New Douglas Bennet House The Art Strategy for New Douglas Bennet House and Pears Maudsley Centre for Young People invited seven artists
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