Pete Hindle

I wrote this application for the Platform ’09 live art event back before I knew I was ill, but I was definitely suffering from all of the symptoms that would later see me hospitalised. I checked with a few people I knew, and found out that at least two of the people on the Platform [...]

I’m pleased to announce that I’ll be undertaking a residency at 25 Stratford grove this August, where I’ll be working with juggling. We had a brief run-through and experimentation with what you can do with juggling balls and a room full of artists on Sunday, when Carole Luby hosted an artists crit group. We spent some [...]

Above: Heaton Park, last weekend. Like I said in my last post, I was back in Newcastle at the weekend. Luck had it that I came back for a scorchingly hot few days, and the local park became full of people. On one side of the park, there were families playing, a bowling green, and a coffee [...]

I lay in bed on Monday night, feeling pretty weird. I’d been back in Newcastle for four days, which is the longest I’d been away from home since I got sick. Unlike before, I’d taken it pretty easy, and restrained my impulse to schedule a dozen meetings for coffee every day.  In fact, by most [...]

Last Thursday I went back to Newcastle for the first time since November. I spent a short weekend back, celebrating a close friend’s birthday and gathering some of my possessions (because I’ve been living out of a backpack for the past five months). Although I thought I was ready to start getting out again, I’ve [...]

Genevieve Valentine is a writer and essayist, working in the SF area. She also has an obsession with Catherine Cookson TV movies, where high levels of snark are to be found – although this mainly seems to come out on her Livejournal blog. Zed Shaw is an important man in the Ruby on Rails world, [...]

I’ve been having an annoying day of dealing with letting agencies, and was feeling pretty grumpy on my way home. As I idled up my street, my eye fell on an odd piece of garbage on the street: (I’m just too prudish to have it on my front page, but you can click through for [...]

As you might know, I’ve moved house. This new house I live in has a cat, which I’m looking after tonight. So, the first chance it gets, the cat does a runner and I’m left shaking the box of cat kibbles in the back garden and feeling like an idiot. Ten minutes go by, then [...]

I was shopping with Brian in Morrisons when I noticed how bitter I had become. I turned to him and said “I hate cake”. It’s offical: I’m suffering from some form of bitterness that has subsumed my soul. This state is not unusual for me though; however, I think I’m going to have to say [...]