Tag Archives: Writing

San Francisco: Social Justice?

Unconscious or dead, the filthy, limp figure lay against the shopfront, stinking of alcohol and piss, curled over but swollen face still visible, hooded eyes screwed shut, beard filthy and ragged, features creased like an old cowboy with ruddy cheeks. … Continue reading

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Connected: Trails

Week three on the road and i am settled into disruption. Bouts of familiarity interspersed with the emergent and new. By the time i get home again, it will have been round the world in twenty one days: twenty one … Continue reading

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Cambodia Diary: Temples

The mass of architecture simply delineates space: It subdivides and subtracts from the sum total of the world, partitioning off a series of spaces purposed for ritual, function or play. Be it mud walls, steel doors or stone ramparts, the … Continue reading

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Cambodia Diary: Artisan

“I take you somewhere special” are usually the words that precede a visit to an favoured uncle’s antique store, so when the tuktuk driver uttered this phrase in Siam Reap, i prepared to bale out. I am a very lightweight … Continue reading

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New York: Juxtaposed

There’s an obsession with juxtaposition in New York: a co-created skyline that intersperses urban dereliction, industrial heritage, vanity architecture, functional service, tourist enchantment and dog walking in a complex narrative that weaves through Manhattan in a complex and ever evolving … Continue reading

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The 3 Levels of Narrative: Personal Narrative

When looking at how we can use stories in Organisations, we can consider three separate levels of narrative: in this article, i’m going to expand on the model i introduced the other day, which introduced those layers. The first level … Continue reading

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Those Days

It’s one of those days when i’m too tired to write, but too stubborn not to. A day when i let circumstance dictate activity, and, hence, find myself writing at the end of the day instead of the start. On … Continue reading

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