21 Dec 2015 | Everyone's Blog Posts - Making Routes

Walking/Writing/Thinking

“Walking, dancing, pleasure: these accompany the poetic act. I wonder what kind of poet doesn’t wear out their shoes, writes with their head. The true poet is a traveller. Poetry is about traveling on foot and all its substitutes, all forms of transportation.” Helene Cixous Three…

20 Dec 2015 | Landscapism

Reliquiae Journal – Volume Three

Reliquiæ is an annual journal of poetry, short fiction, non-fiction, translations and visual art. Each issue collects together both old and new work from a diverse range of writers and artists with common interests spanning landscape, ecology, folklore...

16 Dec 2015 | Landscapism

The Combe was ever dark, ancient and dark

Its mouth is stopped with bramble, thorn, and briarCwm, corrie, cirque. Geography lesson rote learning that has stuck. The same etymology from different terrains - Wales, Scotland and France; combe is a south-west England variant - defines th...

07 Dec 2015 | a soft armour

Day 55 (3). Almost home, always home.

et voilaparis. last 5 km through the heart of it to join my comradesa lot of trash on the road today to fold into boatsstrange treasuresan ultrasound photo, a small house, a cheque for €400people are taking photos of mei got so used to my second skin t...

07 Dec 2015 | a soft armour

Day 55 (2). The things that kept me safe.

I am about to start my last walking day, another 20+ kilometers to Paris. For 55 days I was accompanied by things that kept me safe and sound: souvenirs for the road, tokens, given to me by friends. They worked well.Thank you all, also the people who s...

07 Dec 2015 | a soft armour

Day 55 (1). The walk is never over.

It is 5 ´o clock, I open my window to get some fresh air. The parking lot is dark, the lights of the playing hall have gone. Clouds, but some stars are visible. The Great Hunter is out of sight.I laugh out loud. Not so loud the sound will reach the sta...

07 Dec 2015 | a soft armour

Day 54 (2). Magic stockings.

The new socks I bought the day before for €2,- served a different cause than I had planned them for. It wasn´t too cold but I put them on anyway, the three pairs I had with me all had a hole in the same spot, left foot, big toe. I had planned to repair...

06 Dec 2015 | a soft armour

Day 54. Laughing out loud.

It is the small things that make me smile. And I shouldn't write now, I should walk, the day is short and there are many kilometers to go but sometimes it is important to share here, to take the time, grab it. I am in a busstop, I always aim ...

03 Dec 2015 | a soft armour

Day 51. Another good day

I smoked a cigarette in the small frosty field in the middle of the forest before I left. My fingers in the fingerless gloves were too cold to tipp of the ashes. I changed to proper gloves when I finished it. My bed was packed. I took a last look at my...

02 Dec 2015 | IMPRINTABLE

Tom Krumpak (Mar Vista, California)

Tom Krumpak has exhibited internationally since 1976. He earned a Master of Fine Arts Degree from California State University Long Beach and a Bachelor of Fine Arts Degree from the San Francisco Art institute. He has been a professor of drawing and painting at California State University, Long Beach since 1983. This conversation took place […]

01 Dec 2015 | rdb notes

Llawr Sglefrio Caersŵs [Caersws Ice Rink]

Gwerddon yn yr anialwch iâ Cymreig (An oasis in the Welsh ice desert) Leaflets have been everywhere in Aberystwyth advertising the new Caersws Ice Rink. We decided to go one night with our Dutch cleaner Grietje1as they had a promotion offering half-p...