Updates from TheNeverPress - news from inside the camp, and also dispatches from out there. These may be film, tv or music reviews, artist profiles and interviews, industry updates or the odd gonzo report from our various misdeeds and shenanigans.
Rebecca and I met at Morocco Bound at a Storytime London fundraiser event for the mental health charity MIND. So, it seemed right to meet back there to discuss the project and the portrait shoot. There is something special about these small spaces filled with books that helps you open
And here we are back with Part Two of our bog old chat with model maker and book nook creator extraordinaire, Adam Casey. In case you didn't catch the first part, you can read it here...
The Big Interview - Adam Casey, model-maker - Part 1/3Adam Casey, book
After my grandma's death, some thirty years ago, I never set foot in her house again. Over time, all memory of childhood became shuttered there; it was, for a long time, too painful to visit, even in my imagination. The poem speaks of the deep loss I experienced
Maria found me through friendship. She was invited to join one of our Write Speak Recover workshops by the always effervescent Dave. Thankfully, she never left and has become woven seamlessly into our little world. She mentions Goethe in her piece and I wasn’t too aware of his poems,
Dennis is one of my favourite poets to watch and listen to. He has an earnest style of delivery, always sharing poems layered with lived experiences, feeling and a connection to the natural world. We met for the photo shoot on a beautiful spring morning at the Wimbledon Windmill which
The Hospital
is like a chateau.
The trees outside the windows seem alive with the breeze, trying to
escape their network of anchors
binding them to earth.
They huddle their canopies together ~
stretching tendril hands towards one another.
They are so full of shapes!
the copper earth ignites them –
exciting
Oi you! Yeah you! Av a Word with yourself… ask how you are really doing, what’s on your mind. Write it down, perhaps in poetic prose. Then get down to the CLF Art Lounge and say it out loud to a welcoming crowd!
Keep calm, write it down
Watch
Jules recently celebrated a special birthday and in their Instagram party post they shared Wild Geese by Mary Oliver, which begins with - “You do not have to be good // You do not have to walk on your knees // For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting // You only have to
POW! pops you in the face with a bejeweled, gloved hand of kindness - a friendly punk punch to the jaw. An encouraging wake up slap that says - “go on, you’ve got this, we’ve got you, get up there and be whatever you dream to be.”
POW! A punch
This project and the poetry scene are rooted in shared experiences. Those moments that make you sit up and say “I have written about this too!” As if you are hearing your experience but in a different context. Nic is one of those poets for me. The poem she selected
