Jesus on Jarrom Street

three pints happy 

we leave The Font 

on Gateway Street

head towards 

The Sir Robert Peel

and turn right

against red bricks

behind a black spiked fence

hangs Jesus 

stadium bound

fans genuflect and

ask for a win

Paul Conneally

Leicester 2013

The photograph is St Andrew's Church, Jarrom Street, Leicester. The church was designed by the architect Sir George Gilbert Scott who also designed London's St Pancras Station.

The Coach Driver's Tip: Working Men's Clubs and Trips to the Seaside

New Parks Social Club, Leicester 2013

Sheffield and Leicester had a tradition of reciprocal visits between the large number of well used working men's clubs that both cities housed.

These days there are relatively few such clubs left.

In Sheffield, my granddad Conneally was a member of The Bellhouse Road Working Men's Club. I'm pleased to see that, just like The New Parks Social Club here in Leicester, it's still going.

Every summer, along with my friends, I'd eagerly look forward to getting tickets for the annual club trip to the seaside.

Skegness, Mabelthorpe, Cleethorpes, Great Yarmouth.

I visited all of them one year or another on the club hired coaches or charabancs, as my nan called them,

A convoy of twenty or so vehicles making their way to what seem like very distant beaches.

Dinner, meaning lunch, vouchers and a few free fun fair tickets are handed out to us as we bump through the flatness of Lincolnshire towards the coast.

How long can the last remaining working men's clubs hang on? Times are tough but with a free juke box every Friday and disco karaoke the last Friday of every month along with live entertainment the likes of New Parks Social and Bellhouse WMC are determined to carry on.

the coach driver's tip
candy floss, dodgems
and vomit both ways

Paul Conneally
Leicester 2013

Claustrophobia - Limited Edtion Print - Paul Conneally

'Self Portrait Great Malvern Priory Road North Car Park' 
Paul Conneally 2009

A new edition of 20 prints of this self portrait car park ticket by artist Paul Conneally from INVIGILATOR : MALVERN (2009) on used envelopes is now available.

Each numbered and signed print is on a different sized and type of used envelope and although an 'edition' each is essentially unique.

Price unframed including delivery is £15

 Contact: Love and Barley at LoveandBarley@googlemail.com

Pigeons and Tinsel

In the early evening, Town Hall Square has a two hour period stream of families on their yearly pilgrimage to see the Christmas decorations.

It's a wonderful place that the children will remember when they, years later, bring their own children to the same space, same time of year.

Much later, as Leicester's night time economy starts to close down and clubs spew their punters out on to the cold streets it's a different story.

An altercation of fists by the nativity. A couple canoodling and more behind a plywood Womble.

the long walk home

after the office party

pigeons and tinsel

Paul Conneally

Leicester 2013

Paul Conneally

The Sky Bus Home

Just for a change we go to the match on the bus. The Sky Bus from Loughborough to Leicester.

It's called the Sky Bus because it travels at least once an hour every hour of the day and night between Leicester, East Midlands Airport, Derby and back again calling at Loughborough in both directions.

It's £5.50 Loughborough to Leicester return.

The match was a disaster for us with Leicester City losing to local rivals Nottingham Forest. The day though was good with pints after the match in The Swan and Rushes and The Globe. We even had a steak and tiger pie each in The Globe. Yes a lost match but a good father and son day out.

The Sky Bus is a single decker with wi-fi. It leaves from St Margaret's bus station. It's about ten to eight when we board the bus. We sit towards the back where the seats are raised a little higher than those at the front. The kind of seats that little boys and men gravitate towards. The further back the better on a single decker whereas on a double decker, for me at least, the front seats upstairs are the bee's knees.

The bus fills up and just before we set off, as the bus driver turns her engine, a young woman, maybe 19 or 20 years old, gets up from her seat at the front and starts to walk down the aisle.

She has in her hand a brown paper bag which she proffers to each person she passes as she makes her way towards us and the back of the bus.

She's asking people if they'd like a sweet. Almost everyone takes one, little jelly coke bottles.

There is a buzz on this bus. People are talking and the ride is a happy.

We get off by the Territorial Army centre on Leicester Road, Loughborough. I notice that the bag of sweets has been placed by the driver for anyone getting off or on to take one.

Yes, a lost football match but we all gained something on the Sky Bus home and it was more than a sweet.

between stops
red berries
on a leafless ash tree

Paul Conneally
Leicester 2013

Up on the Roof

“When this old world starts getting me down,
And people are just too much for me to face—
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space …”

Up On The Roof – Goffin and King 1962

From now on it’s the roof for me when parking. Even in the rain.

There are not many outside free access urban vantage points to beat the top floor of a multi-storey car park.

This is Newarke Street Car Park, Level 10, the roof.

It’s currently my car park of choice for visits to Leicester City Centre.

I best like it empty.

I like it full of parked cars too.

I never take the lift.

Before a heavy meeting I always take five minutes or so by the margins looking out one way or another.

It sets me up proper for what might be coming and raises my mood.

Same after but one can’t linger as much as your car park ticket won’t raise the barrier to get out beyond ten minutes or so of paying.

That said there’s always time for at least one verse and chorus of “Up on the Roof” thrown up and out onto the Leicestershire breeze.

Today it’s not The Drifters running around my head but Kenny Lynch

“On the roof, the only place I know
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Let’s go up on the roof
Up on the roof”

Paul Conneally
Leicester 2013

http://burnthewater.wordpress.com/2013/11/19/up-on-the-roof/ 

 

Next Door's Drive

Newarke Street Skyline from Newarke Street Car Park, Leicester 2013

In Leicester for a Holocaust Memorial Day meeting, I park on the roof of the Newarke Street Car Park.

It's a beautiful bright November morning and I look out from the roof across Newarke Street towards the centre of town.

I notice for the first time the pattern in the cast concrete frontage of what was once a textile business but is now Voluntary Action Leicester. Beyond it some of Leicester's skyline.

Concrete has been around in one form or another for over a thousand years. The Romans made and used versions of it,  even here in Leicester.

It's a much maligned material but when made and used well can be wonderful in both form and function.

Some say concrete has had its day but there is surely still scope for new types and uses as we creep forward into this still new millennium.

after all these years
mum's footprint 
in next door's drive

Paul Conneally
Leicester 2013

Holocaust Memorial Day - Voluntary Action Leicester - Paul Conneally 

Every Street

There's an Every Street in Ancoats in Manchester, and one in Bury too, but this Every Street is in Leicester.

How does a street get a name like Every Street? In Leicester, Every Street runs along one side of Town Hall Square, between Horsefair and Bishop Street. It was made in 1879 when the then town (it was given City status in 1919), full of civic pride, set out and built Town Hall Square with its fountain and gardens in front of the entrance to Leicester Town Hall. 

The councillors of the time gave this little street an impressive name to reflect its position as part of the political front face of an economically growing textile, hosiery and shoe manufacturing community. It was called Municipal Square East.

The name was hardly ever used by Leicester's residents. They all called it Every Street. Why? Well almost as soon as the square was completed a cab firm set up in Municipal Square East. The firm placed a large sign on the wall saying that anyone could get from this place in the centre of town to 'EVERY STREET' in Leicester by their cab service. Before long everyone referred to the street as Every Street.

Eventually the Town Hall politicians scrapped the Municipal Square East name and the street officially became and still is Every Street.

Paul Conneally

Leicester 2013

The First Time

the first time
I left my son alone
seat G 110
the West Stand
Walkers Stadium
was a big moment
for both of us
a pukka pie and a coke

Paul Conneally

First published at Football Poets 2004

Photograph: ‘The Only Way Is… Pukka Pies’ Paul Conneally, Leicester, 2013

Between Floors

a glance
between floors
the leaf on her shoe

Paul Conneally

Photograph: Newarke Street Car Park, Leicester – Paul Conneally

In the Kitchen at Parties

after a few drinks
we get on to the subject
of weird dreams

Heather brings out a book
of dream interpretations
but there are no examples
of dreams as strange as ours

we each have a go
at solving the mystery
of the dreams 

all our efforts fail
the meanings of
these dreams it seems
will stay inside our heads

three thirty a.m.
the lady of the lake
drags me down again

Paul Conneally
Loughborough 2013

Photograph: In the Kitchen at Parties - Paul Conneally

Women in a Web - Paul Conneally & Roberto Amoroso

Women In A Web - Paul Conneally & Roberto Amoroso 2011

Teachers and TAs taking part in a Splacist Workshop to explore and promote Learning Outside The Classroom.

The workshop was led by Paul Conneally and Roberto Amoroso at Forest Lodge Education Centre, Leicester.

We will make exchanges.
We will make adventures.
We will reveal beautiful moments.
We will reveal the ugly.
We will hold your hand.
We will whisper in your ear ‘let go’.

From the SPLACIST MANIFESTO

Under the Spreading Chestnut Tree - Fruit Routes Loughborough

As walkers on the Autumn 2013 iteration of artist activist Anne-Marie Culhane's Fruit Routes walk at Loughborough University they find Paul Conneally, once again taken hostage by nature, stood below a sweet chestnut tree, a board hung around his neck with these words chalked upon it:

under the spreading chestnut tree
I sold you and you sold me

George Orwell '1984'

He says a few words about chestnuts, chastity and hope and then reads not Orwell but the words to an old big band song urging the gathered to get their smart phones out and "tweet tweet tweet" at the appropriate point.

UNDERNEATH THE SPREADING CHESTNUT TREE

Underneath the spreading chestnut tree,
I loved her and she loved me,
There she used to sit upon my knee
‘Neath the spreading chestnut tree.

There beneath the boughs we used to meet,
All her kisses were so sweet,
All the little birds went “tweet, tweet, tweet,”
‘Neath the spreading chestnut tree.

I said, “I love you, and there ain’t no ifs or buts,”
She said, ”I love you,” and the blacksmith shouted “Chestnuts!”

Underneath the spreading chestnut tree,
There she said she’d marry me,
Now you ought to see our family
‘Neath the spreading chestnut tree.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Onm3LKXQDsU

Orwell alludes to the song, also a Boy Scouts campfire favourite, with actions and both Orwell and the song allude to the Longfellow poem The Village Blacksmith:

The Village Blacksmith

Under a spreading chestnut-tree
The village smithy stands;
The smith, a mighty man is he,
With large and sinewy hands;
And the muscles of his brawny arms
Are strong as iron bands. 

His hair is crisp, and black, and long,
His face is like the tan;
His brow is wet with honest sweat,
He earns whate'er he can,
And looks the whole world in the face,
For he owes not any man. 

Week in, week out, from morn till night,
You can hear his bellows blow;
You can hear him swing his heavy sledge,
With measured beat and slow,
Like a sexton ringing the village bell,
When the evening sun is low. 

And children coming home from school
Look in at the open door;
They love to see the flaming forge,
And hear the bellows roar,
And catch the burning sparks that fly
Like chaff from a threshing-floor. 

He goes on Sunday to the church,
And sits among his boys;
He hears the parson pray and preach,
He hears his daughter's voice,
Singing in the village choir,
And it makes his heart rejoice. 

It sounds to him like her mother's voice,
Singing in Paradise!
He needs must think of her once more,
How in the grave she lies;
And with his hard, rough hand he wipes
A tear out of his eyes. 

Toiling,--rejoicing,--sorrowing,
Onward through life he goes;
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it close
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night's repose. 

Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,
For the lesson thou hast taught!
Thus at the flaming forge of life
Our fortunes must be wrought;
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped
Each burning deed and thought.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Almost Diwali

Leicester Town Hall from 10 Bishop Street - Paul Conneally

I'm waiting outside the Christian Book Shop on Bishop Street for Tony Nelson. Tony's the chair of Leicester's Holocaust Memorial Day committee and I'm meeting him for the first time before he takes me to the committee meeting itself.

Even with the building work going on in Town Hall Square the Town Hall still exudes a faded civic pride. A flag flying from its highest point.

An African woman stops in front of me, looks from a piece of paper to me, to the paper and back again.

"Are you for the nature group? I'm looking for the nature group"

"No" I tell her "I'm waiting for the holocaust committee" and help her look for a white door, she doesn't have a number.

almost Diwali
somewhere in the scaffolding
a builder's whistle

Paul Conneally
October 31 2013

One Upright Arm

We move together along the disused railway track towards the top of the Swannington Incline.

"Don’t look the dog in the eyes. He don’t like it”

one upright arm
sustains the cheek
come walk with me
when things go wrong
there’s always the hedgerow

Paul Conneally 2011

From ‘Health Walk’ Paul Conneally with Nita Pearson ‘Whitwick to Swannington and Back’ May 2011

 ———————————
Notes The line: 'one upright arm sustains the cheek’ is a fragment from “HOW RICH THAT FOREHEAD’S CALM EXPANSE” by William Wordsworth. Wordsworth tells us that the poem HOW RICH THAT FOREHEAD’S CALM EXPANSE was inspired by a print at Coleorton Hall, North West Leicestershire. Mrs Wordsworth’s impression was that HOW RICH THAT FOREHEAD’S CALM EXPANSE was also written at Coleorton Hall despite William’s note that it was written at Rydal Mount in the Lake District.

Corn Dolly: Anne-Marie Culhane Artist, Activist, Visionary

'Corn Dolly' Anne-Marie Culhane Photo: Jo Salter

The above 'corn dolly' headdress, made and worn here by artist Anne-Marie Culhane was exhibited as part of 'Spaceship Unbound' at the Castlefield Gallery 2013 along with the video installation of her work 'Corn Dollies'

Corn Dollies was a public performance at the House of Commons, London to correspond with a mass lobby of Parliament regarding GM foods.

Anne-Marie Culhane was director/choreographer for the performance/action which was made in collaboration with Friends of the Earth, Annie Ball, Miriam Keye and Caitlin De Silvy.

Costumes for the four performers were inspired by teachings from corn dolly veteran Dorothy Horsfall and stories of harvest and corn dolly rituals.

Topping Out 'Kiss the Gable' - Paul Conneally & Anne-Marie Culhane

TOPPING OUT – KISS THE GABLE – Paul Conneally and Anne-Marie Culhane 2013 Photo: Kev Ryan

Cultural Forager, artist and poet, Paul Conneally, anoints a garden Shed during Conneally and Culhane’s ‘Topping Out Kiss the Gable’ ritual performance piece at Loughborough University Fruit Routes Harvest Celebration.

The shed stands on the LANDSCAPING AND GARDENING SOCIETY plot at Loughborough University and was recently erected to replace the original shed which was burnt down earlier in the year.

‘TOPPING OUT Kiss the Gable’ is based on the ceremony of Topping Out that builders undertake when the highest point of a building is completed. In Conneally and Culhane’s version, switches of tree and other plants are bound together and placed at the apex of the shed. The hanging plant material includes rowan, holly and bay twigs to ward of bad spirits and bring good luck to the shed and all who use it.

Two ladders were placed against the gable and people at the Fruit Routes Harvest Celebration were invited to climb one ladder, kiss the apex of the gable and say a few words if they felt that they wanted to while at the same time being anointed by Conneally, who is up the other ladder, with Apple juice freshly pressed on site that afternoon.

After Topping Out and Kissing the Gable the gathered people moved to a bonfire where food, drink and conversation carried on into the night with music being provided by the band Solana.

Bill Brookman at Kev Ryan Performing Life - Private View

Bill Brookman performs during the opening night of artist Kev Ryan's latest exhibition 'Performing Life' in the Atkins Building gallery of Creative Hinckley in Hinckley, Leicestershire, UK.

'ALEX' - Modern Edinburgh Film School

'ALEX'
Modern Edinburgh Film School
Paul Conneally
May 2013

Alex Hetherington is a visual artist with a practice in film, text and sculpture who works under the title Modern Edinburgh Film School. He produces complex projects on the ideas of film, poetic form and sculptural process. 

"Portrait of artist Alex Hetherington - the image of Alex is the franked stamp on the envelope in which he sent an edition from Modern Edinburgh Film School to me in. A one off print on another envelope was made and sent to Alex from myself with pencilled message and signature on it. The 'clean' portrait of Alex as a franked stamp features the legendary Scottish football player Dave Mackay and may become available as a limited edition print or other artefact in the future." 

Paul Conneally October 2013

The Big Purple - Snibston - Wind Turbine Art

The Big Purple will be a fully working wind turbine public work of art - Snibston Country Park - Paul Conneally 2009

The Big Purple

Builds on Snibston's long history of providing energy Transforms the visual landscape Celebrates the past workers of Snibston Transforms energy makes money Is illuminated at specific times Is a powerful educational resource

The Big Purple is a piece from Spoil Heap Harvest by Paul Conneally for Snibston TRANSFORM 2009/10 Snibston Country Park

More on wind turbines art and poetry - Alec Finlay

Artist poet Alec Finlay has worked extensively to explore through art poetry and thought, wind turbines and their place within culture, history, science, the environment and as objects akin to standing stones within the landscape.

 Any artist, poet, actually anyone, considering wind turbines, alternative energy production, landscape and the environment should look at Alec's work which engages at a much deeper level than, on the surface, The Big Purple, a site specific piece, could ever do.

 Here's a video of Alec talking about elements of his work around wind turbines - wind flowers too:
ALEC FINLAY part 1
ALEC FINLAY part 2
 Alec Finlay's blog: ALEC FINLAY
 Paul Conneally Coalville 2013

Heartsease

heartsease 


her first kiss pressed 


in Das Kapital 

Paul Conneally

http://burnthewater.wordpress.com/2013/10/21/heartsease/ 

Backstreet Business - Leicester UK

Despite economic downturns etc etc there are still a number of small fashion / textile businesses in the backstreets of Leicester, UK.

Photo: Paul Conneally 2013

Overseas Posting

overseas posting 

a letter feels better

than an email 

Paul Conneally

http://t.co/PRBVa3aa1b

Photograph: Postbox - Rothley, Leicestershire - Paul Conneally 2013

NB Rothley is the home village of Madeleine McCaan, the little girl abducted from her parents' holiday villa in Portugal in 2007 and is still missing.

Time and Plaice

even after lunch 

there's still so much to say 

tumbling leaves 

Paul Conneally

http://t.co/o4G5Dxj711

Photo: 

Time and Plaice - Rothley - Leicestershire 

Paul Conneally 2013

IBM COMPANY RALLY SONG 'EVER ONWARD'

IBM Computer circa 1960

IBM RALLY SONG - EVER ONWARD
(click above to hear it in a 1931 recording)

There's a thrill in store for all,
For we're about to toast,
The corporation known in every land.
We're here to cheer each pioneer
And also proudly boast
Of that "man of men," our friend and guiding hand.
The name of T. J. Watson means a courage none can stem;
And we feel honored to be here to toast the "IBM."

EVER ONWARD -- EVER ONWARD!
That's the spirit that has brought us fame!
We're big, but bigger we will be
We can't fail for all can see
That to serve humanity has been our aim!
Our products now are known, in every zone,
Our reputation sparkles like a gem!
We've fought our way through -- and new
Fields we're sure to conquer too
For the EVER ONWARD I.B.M.

EVER ONWARD -- EVER ONWARD!
We're bound for the top to never fall!
Right here and now we thankfully
Pledge sincerest loyalty
To the corporation that's the best of all!
Our leaders we revere, and while we're here,
Let's show the world just what we think of them!
So let us sing, men! SING, MEN!
Once or twice then sing again
For the EVER ONWARD I.B.M.

All Grown Up

all grown up 

a few leaves blowing 

across platform one 

Paul Conneally 

http://t.co/mmVxUiSw6G

Click above to see photo haiga

Tom Green - Musician and Composer

Tom Green - Musician in Thornhill Bridge Community Garden, London

Photo: Paul Conneally 2013

I had lunch with musician Tom Green in a little Italian cafe come restaurant around the corner from Kings Cross Station. Tom and I have been friends for over 30 years first playing together in the UK post-punk band DUM DUM DUM around 1980.

Tom went on to play and record with The Orb and as Another Fine Day producing along the way one of the seminal ambient albums of all time LIFE BEFORE LAND

Recently we've started doing a little writing and recording together again including Won't You Tell Me How To Mend This Broken Heart. I'm sure that we'll be working together again soon on new material and I can't wait.

After our meal we retired to Thornhill Bridge Community Garden for a chat by the canal before I had to leave for a planning workshop for Holocaust Memorial Day 2014.

Tom returned to his Brixton studio to work on the soundtrack for an up and coming new film.

Here's looking at you Tom till the next time we meet - sooner the better!

Paul Conneally

Loughborough 2013

Sweet Chestnuts

If you are in or around London St Pancras International Station and you have a little time visit the British Library.

It’s right next to the station on Euston Road. In fact if you need the toilet and you’re in the station I’d advise a trip next door. Do what you need to do for free in comfort and close proximity to Shakespeare first folios and other treasures.

The cafe is good and the exhibitions usually worth a look. Of course it’s also a place for serious study but me I’m generally there for the being there, a coffee and to people watch until it’s time for my train back north.

sweet chestnuts
the security guard
waves through my bag

Paul Conneally
London 2013

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This Unsteady Heart

this unsteady heart 

the rhythm of heavy rain 

on an umbrella 

Paul Conneally

http://t.co/oBx2NR4Gen

haiku poetry 

Longer Shadows - Loughborough

longer shadows 

a sign in the park that says 

don't feed the pigeons 

Paul Conneally

Loughborough 2013

After Work Drink

after work drink 

a sweep of starlings 

over Wandsworth Bridge 

Paul Conneally

http://t.co/zDtNBeulEm

Old Church

old church 

trees swaying 

side to side

Yr6 pupil at Bridge Junior School, Leicester

Haiku Hands - Paul Conneally 2013

http://burnthewater.wordpress.com/2013/09/30/old-church/

A Cock's Crow

a cock’s crow
the farmer’s son and his girl
walking warm
out of the green stable
two young horses

Paul Conneally

From the tanka series After Fern Hill

Easy Mother Expletives

outrageous crime victims do plastic

over the gym-shy marriage

before you put uniform in a bottle

pupils win hollywood sick boy

quite advanced elephant dung and seaside u-turn

right time to sunday music system

executive pension plan options easy as print

you go in bank friday

liar at college is just heroine

unworkable ex-prisoners play comfort

rest help us plant wednesday show

grrrl power – thrown out spare time

remarkably easy mother expletives deleted

grass becomes the woodstock

come magnum write off fans to be

film under attack before gm foods

the best knew some were check-a-go-go

A ‘SHREADLINES’ piece by Paul Conneally, Loughborough Market Place 2000

"passers-by are asked to pick five pieces of cut-up newpaper text out of a bag at random
then to make a headline or shreadline using three or more of the pieces
then to stick it to a piece of found cardboard
the finished piece is both a literary work and a visual art piece
it should be read out loud with a strong rhythm and a good pace
preferably in a public space like a busy market place or town square
go and do it now
or go and make one in your town centre”

Paul Conneally

http://burnthewater.wordpress.com/2013/09/27/easy-mother-expletives/

The Wrestler's Top Knot

the wrestler's top knot 

falls loose 

paulownia leaf 

Paul Conneally

http://t.co/aYMV8jHS8T

Sea Urchin

sea urchin 

a fresh fish each day 

from the boy next door

Paul Conneally

http://t.co/fW6QqFEzBf 

    

Some Saint's Day

some saint’s day
the smell of bread from
a closed-up bakery

Paul Conneally

http://burnthewater.wordpress.com/2013/05/26/some-saints-day/

Photograph: Paul Conneally – Fayence – France

haiku poetry architecture wabi sabi shops food and drink photography

On the Green

they call for him
the slightly bigger boys

to ‘play out’
and ‘bring your ball’

out on the green
the big green by the main road

now you be careful
and don’t swing on the saplings

Paul Conneally

http://burnthewater.wordpress.com/2013/09/22/on-the-green/ 

REUNITED WORLDS by R.N.FOSTER

Reunited Worlds - R.N.Foster

Reunited Worlds tells the tale of two space explorers, thousands of years in the future, who are sent out to find other worlds inhabited by humans. Their mission goes disastrously wrong when they encounter a medieval world and inadvertently affect the course of a major war. The story is told from both the perspective of the explorers and from the viewpoint of those who they encounter. 

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/353978

RN FOSTER contacted us to say: "There is a more in-depth synopsis of my book on my website ....
http://www.rnfoster.com/reunited-worlds/  "