The hole in the wall
A little boy looks into a dry stone wall and imagines who might inhabit it. Poem with illustrations. A6 softback (postcard size) 24 pages.
Words and illustrations by Ann Perrin
Produced by The Dry Stone Walling Education ProjectThe Puppeteers Daughter
The poems explore the complexity of life as the daughter of marionette makers and performers. There are poems concerned with life, love and loss, also the seaside, artists, allotments and the eccentricities of life.
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- On World Puppetry Day, thinking about the part of my life spent treading the boards.
- Strange times – celebrations – love – loss and poetry
- More life and times of ageing puppeteer, writer and poet.
- My poem translated into Italian – Bluebells – Garden – Memoir.
- March – another month is flying by…
- Emerging from the chaos of 2020 inevitably older but wiser?
- Telegoons – based on The Goon show – their role in my downfall!
- Creativity – lockdown – but everything is the garden is lovely!
- Talking to myself – pictures – poems
- Early summer in the garden. Pictures -puppet – poems
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- Happy Easter
- The way the brain may cope with self isolation –
- A magical mother – pictures – poems – stories.
- Hands upon hands and so expressive.
- Signs of spring in Saltdean despite wild weather…
- A garden poem and love the marionettes!
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- Pure escapism painting, photography, singing and puppets.
- Sorting essays, stories and photos of our marionettes at last.
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On World Puppetry Day, thinking about the part of my life spent treading the boards.
Despite the doom and gloom, the dreadful war and its consequences, I managed to put a few things on The British Puppet and Model Theatre facebook page and on my own. There was poignancy in being reminded that it was … Continue reading
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More life and times of ageing puppeteer, writer and poet.
Frankly the reality of realising that I am still alive came as a bit of a shock. Only recently have we ventured out after nearly two years of remaining pretty close to home. We were treated to a lovely weekend … Continue reading
Posted in 'The Puppeteer's Daughter' Ann Perrin, Ann's photography, Brighton - out and about, Famous places, Lockdown, Nothing waits a category long
Tagged Ageing puppeteer, Billy Collins, Cheer yourself up on a dull day, Eastbourne pier, Mandy Pannet, Out of lockdown at last, Punch and Judy, Teaching Gypsies in 80s, Westerham, Wise words in retirement
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My poem translated into Italian – Bluebells – Garden – Memoir.
An unexpected email arrived from journalist and poet Lavinia Collodel, an art historian living in Rome. She was writing about green spaces for an Italian magazine and included Postman’s Park in London. Apparently she had discovered … Continue reading
March – another month is flying by…
Strange times but nature has a way of creating its own magic. Dappled sun on pathswhite pussy willow fallenwood pigeons calling Ashdown Forest – Kings Standing Just for fun – this must be Eeyore’s house (Tatsfield)
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Emerging from the chaos of 2020 inevitably older but wiser?
During lockdown I think my life has taken even more of an ‘Alice in Wonderland’ quality, with a few chunks of ‘Alice Through the Looking Glass’ for good measure. The Mad Hatter is of course unaware that mercury is responsible … Continue reading
Posted in 'The Puppeteer's Daughter' Ann Perrin, Ann's memoir, Cheer yourself up on a dull day, Creativity, Famous places, Lockdown, Marionette, Nothing waits a category long, Photography, Puppethouse mayhem, SAD Seasonal Affective Disorder, The Open Art Cafe Rottingdean where Ann often writes
Tagged British Puppet and Model Theatre Guild, End of 2020, making films, Nature - birds, flowers, sea or country, Postman's Park Poetry, Puppetry, Seasonal affective disorder, surviving 2020, Troubadour Coffee House - poetry
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Telegoons – based on The Goon show – their role in my downfall!
Invited to give a talk about the Telegoons for The Goon Show Preservation Society many moons ago, naturally it developed into a performance! Here is the transcript of the talk I have also transferred a film of the event to … Continue reading
Creativity – lockdown – but everything is the garden is lovely!
We created a courtyard at the front of the house, with chairs, a table, a trough full of flowers and a bird feeder. It was partly in an attempt to ensure we could have two or three friends round and … Continue reading
Talking to myself – pictures – poems
Occasionally its been enough effort to get up, let alone write. But I’ve got a garden and lots of unfinished projects like repainting the shed! But I’ve managed to re-draft a few … Continue reading
Posted in Ann's memoir, Arvon, Becoming a poet, Brighton - out and about, Cheer yourself up on a dull day, Creativity, Gardening, Life and Times of a New Age Granny, Lockdown, Marionette, Photography, poetry
Tagged 76 years of the NHS, Appleby Horse Fair, Arvon, Cafe Poets in Eastbourne, Campervan, Gardening, Marionettes in the loft, my life and lockdown, Photography, Pier Poets, poetry, Poetry during lockdown, The Charcoal Burners in Toulouse, the guy and his unicycle, The Poetry Business, The Star and Garter Home
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Early summer in the garden. Pictures -puppet – poems
– – The frog pond – translucent wings hover newts wiggle under waterlilies nearby bees fills socks with pollen midges dance in fading light. – – – Hive – Despite honey stocks … Continue reading
Posted in Brighton - out and about, Cheer yourself up, Cheer yourself up on a dull day, Creativity, Finding my feet in Brighton, Flowers/Garden/Allotment, Gardening, Living by the sea, Marionette, Photography, poetry
Tagged Garden, Marionette, Poem abour a hive, Poem about a pond, Poem about a worm, Poem about puppeteer, roses
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