A short word from the editor concerning the current state of affairs: This week saw one of our best ever days, mainly due to some expert publicity and JR2015’s mammoth local gallery review:
“I want to write this article as a sliver of the fine art exhibition culture in both my home county, Devon, and its more creatively cultured foil, Cornwall.”
“By the way, I wish to congratulate Mark on consistently provoking lots of comments.” – Frank
We also had a new Sunshine Experience:
“Best Sunshine Experience Ever! – you will have to share this joy with the world somehow jim” – JR
And there was a new film from James Price, who seems to have become something of a Hashmark regular.
To look forward to this week: Trumpeter’s Iranian epic.
Poetry corner (it’s back! wahey!):
According to Wikipedia,
Tokelau doesn’t have a capital.
Never heard of Tokelau?
There’s a facebook group for that you know
Nelly says there’s no equal
Only she says it in Spanish, or Portuguese
I think she’s Portuguese
So she’s probably singing Portuguese
Those flowers are alive
In the awful sense of the word
Don’t look too hard or else they’ll get eyes
But they already have them, didn’t you know?
And we come to the hidden tracks
Hidden in the metaphorical sense
So well hidden you’d need a magnifying glass –
The wrong way around
Don’t find something that isn’t there.
Tokelau doesn’t have a capital by Med II