
A sideways look: Origins of ‘art’, ‘artists’ and the ‘art market’
ArticlesSo, tell me again; where are we going with this …..? We invite you to cast your mind back a while and let your imagination run alongside your sense of humour…..

Women and Art: The Relationship through the Ages
ArticlesIt is an odd thing but, recently, in terms of my relationship with the people here at theCafe, I have sensed the emergence of a feeling of curiosity about myself, my origins and my interests. Indeed,...

Creative Writing, Me and Well-being
ArticlesIn my writer's CV …I talk a bit about how I came to creative writing – why and what I write about, and I also say a little about “the books wot I ave wrote” …

Good morning God!
Articles, Magazineby WAK Coe
In the beginning to those seraphs who knew the signs, it was clear that there was something unusual going on ... or rather, it was clear that there was something unusual going on, or not going on, in...

Shena Parthab Taylor BSc, MA, PhD: About
About Our Regular ContributorsI was born in the city of Ludhiana, located the heart of the Punjab to a young mother, aged seventeen and a half years old, and to a young father not yet twenty-three! My father was educated in th...

Giovanni Petrarca: About
About Our Regular ContributorsAs the lady MP once famously said about another Member of Parliament; ”there is something of the night” about Giovanni, at least insofar as the team at theCafé is concerned.

Michael PS Taylor MA: About
About Our Regular ContributorsFor reasons that I do not always comprehend the how or why of, I have spent the best part of 60 years crisscrossing much of the globe. I am not quite sure how, but I worked in, and for, the oil, defen...

WAK Coe: About
About Our Regular Contributors'Wacko' as he is known to no one because he is entirely anonymous, was born on the planet Upp erWalles about 600 Walles’ years ago. He has lived for most of his, for want of a better word, life in a...

Changing Forms
ArticlesA vein of silvery water creeps purposely through the dusty sand, it checks, hesitates then retreats leaving a dark stain on the dry land. The Norfolk coast at the tipping point of the tide; a twice-...
