Tristan Hazell lives and works in the shadow of the Westway on Portobello Road. What follows is a collection of observations, reviews, social comment, fiction, poetry, art criticism and more. Much of it is fiction and some of it will offend someone somewhere, I hope.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Black harp in a dark shed, Regents Park.
I like this harp, it is black and without embellishment or adornment. It is a harp that doesn't harp on about itself.
It is a Lyon and Healy number 30. Simple and elegant.