Some Sort of Experimentation.

Think its about time theres a picture of my face. Here it is standing next to a lovely old Rudge 1920s motorcycle at the Powderham classic car and steam rally, July 2014.

I am, I have to admit, one of those irritating artists who really cant be classified as…an artist. And most likely your response right now is..’yeah don’t we know it’. I am one of those ‘creative types’ who spews out masses of creative shite, from all sorts of jibberish on paper, to generic scenes through photography, to odd creations from bits and bobs, to things found on beaches, to weird noises recorded into a song….and so forth. My room is full to the brim of creative things that no one could give a damn about. These creations have never seen the light of day, or the eyes of those who are artists and consider themselves some part of fucking scene…whatever that is. My main purpose is only to do it for myself, to help me through life. It’s a therapy you see, it’s the icing on the cake after a long walk, after a beer, after witnessing a moment in life which I have connected to and then transcribed. Then it gets locked away, and I feel better. I couldn’t care if the house burned down or if there was a water leak and all my ‘art’ got destroyed, the main point is that I was and am creative and created something that helped me. People who are afraid to be artists shouldn’t be, forget all the snobberish exhibition art critic type rubbish that gets spewed out in all the major cities, creativity is therapy, not about making mega bucks.

Scott Walker - 'Til the Band Comes In', from the album of the same title, circa 1970.

'Patriot (A Single)' by Scott Walker, from the album 'Tilt', circa 1995.

A middle aged couple on what looks like a Harley Davidson bike/sidecar combination. This photo was on the front of my parents anniversary card. I have kept it ever since.

The Wipers - 'Return of the Rat' from the album 'Is This Real?' circa 1980.

A woman bids farewell at Paddington Station in 1942 as a train pulls away. Image taken by Bert Hardy.

With every encounter, a patch of land is stained Scared with the presence Of two or three Or the group that once remained In places searched for With the passing of folklore To tell that the river and the willow Or the silent combe bestowed with outcrop love In visions that faded to a sort after all invisible How many places do I search for? Clean be all that has never seen me Or a love which loved accompanied A hilltop in gloves which worship A month then another that becomes tired, From the same argument that beckons And seems more important then this fully found heaven Will all land with every encounter be stained? Will the sea call another tale? Demanding with advice, A hopeful opportunity. Apologies, this is really quick and needs work. Poetry by D.G.Davey 2014.

A right loud banger of a tune by Scott walker.'We Came Through' from the album 'Scott 3', circa 1969. Instructions.... 1,Tea/Coffee. 2, Turn volume up. 3, Stand on a hill and proclaim how epic and invincible you are.

Hey there! :) This is awesome and a pleasure to meet you! Im Dan by the way, went of on a mega epilepsy rant yesterday (which is somewhere on my tumblr page) and am beginning to meet people like yourself who i can relate to :) Ok, the basics, iv had it for 10 years, dumped a kettle on myself during a seizure, loads of meds as usual, plus the obligatory shut down on life plans from the neurologist so usual stuff i guess. Job hunting is bugging me at the mo, turned down from jobs because of my condition which i have heard is a common thing when i have spoken to fellow epileptics. So its grabbing back confidence at the moment. Its not all bad, i have some good things to share, a few funny tales. Definitely helps if you can chuckle about it, though its true its not easy sometimes :) Likewise, if you need a rant, advice, or natter about anything, give me a shout as well! :)Hope all is well :)Dan.

Hey there :) My apologies with this late reply, been sort of hibernating from the world sorting this and that out. Kinda want my life back. This is great news, where i live its a small town, plenty of highly opinionated and hurtful vibes so not easy to trust people or meet anyone with an understanding. Cant remember if i have started following you, but if not yet i will :) A list will be really great as well, dont know how to thank-you enough! This support has come when i am needing it most.Hope you are doing well and all is ok :)Take care,Dan.