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Stephen

Stephen Jackson: Published writer, visual artist, poet, occasional film-maker

About Me

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I was trained in Psychology and Philosophy at St Andrew's University before going on to work as a writer and journalist on music and arts whose involvements included The Independent, Sunday Telegraph, Gramophone, BBC Music, books, PR projects and several TV films.But I'd also been trained as a visual artist and photographer at Sunderland Polytechnic. In recent years I've been won over by the magical potential of digital imaging and its capacity to transform the commonplace, to blur the distinctions between illusion and reality. Above all, since my experience of depression in the late Nineties, has found a therapeutic and cathartic outlet through my work as a poet and multimedia artist whose passions still include the making of short and innovative or experimental films.I can be contacted directly on [email protected]. ___________________________________________________________ Closer to home, you'll find my BLOGS on: ___________________________________________________________ http://blog.myspace.com/stephen_jacks58 ___________________________________________________________ But make sure to check out my new websites too:www.londondigitalart.co.uk ___________________________________________________________ http://thedb.com/londondigitalart ___________________________________________________________ http://londondigitalart.spaces.live.com ___________________________________________________________I 'm eager to respond to the challenge of new commissions - as well as discussing ideas for fresh projects or collaborations with other, like-minded people.Of interest to me, finally, is the potential of the Internet to create an opportunity to make pictures and words work together in new ways – interacting with each other as well as with what’s surely too passively called, “the audience”. I feel a bit concerned about tightening restrictions on what the orthodox media and publishing worlds seem able now to conceive. One possibility for the future, maybe, lies elsewhere?

My Interests

Most of the arts and sciences. Philosophy and psychology (what I was originally trained in): green-left politics; photography and travel: our astounding planet and what consumerism has done to despoil it: cinema, poetry and the short story: people whose passion is matched by their charm: having a good wily laugh.

I'd like to meet:

(1) Poets, visual artists, film/video makers, multimedia artists, greenies & lefties, psychologists, anybody on the level who wants a good buddy...above all, doers I can network with (or seek advice from, or work with) in order to get our work out there: get it shown in the public domain.
(2) Leathery homunculi somewhat akin to myself (with doubtless the same cranky views on the environment and culture). We could put the world to rights over a brandy-and-Ovaltine and then potter into the park to trip up a few small children. Or we could dive for dropped wallets and set fire to the money.
(3) Bright young things or luminous young talents whom I could take under my wing and patronise fulsomely: "Ah, dear boy! If only one had had such opportunities when I was yet young! Pray let me share the fruits of my misfortune!"
(4) George Melly observed, on losing his libido, that it was "like being unchained from a maniac". Alas, I still have mine. Les femmes! Toujours les femmes! What might one seek from a first distant glance? Vivien Leigh, Yvette Mimieux or Francesca Annis in her prime? Of course; but for that I'd doubtless need to shed a decade or two of crinkles myself (see appended photos, as Exhibit A). So let me rather opt for compassion and gentleness... a lively mind... acuity of personal and social vision... courage and optimism... loyalty and warm affection... cultural and political tastes not too far from my own. I'm a tolerant chappie at heart and anyone is welcome as my pal (but if you wanted more than friendship, you'd need not to be overweight). A cracking sense of humour never came amiss.

Music:

I used to work as a writer on classical music, with a passion above all for Schubert, Mozart, JSB and Chopin. Try me with most things except Rap, Hip Hop and pretentious jazz. Like most lost souls of my era, I retain a creeping nostalgia for the Sex Pistols. (Weren't we all rebels in those days? Would anybody else like to help me fashion a Wicker Man for Cleo Laine? The solstice is almost upon us.)

Movies:

Anything by Hitchcock (yawn, I know), Orson Welles (ditto) or East European film-makers before the market economy liberated them into the realms of crap. Favourite film? At the mo, "The Third Man": if a theme's not in there, it's not worth making a film about. Tarkovski, Kiewslowski, Jeunet/Caro: anything fresh or lyrical or with a voice of its own, I'll at least give a whirl. Animation fascinates me increasingly.My horrors: Tarentino, Spike Lee, Oliver Stone. (Pauline Kael announced that the jewel of her retirement as a film-critic would be never needing to watch an Oliver Stone movie again.)

Television:

Less and less. I fancied the League of Gentlemen, though, because it's such an accurate depiction of how we Yorkshire folk behave. Just like being back home. Especially those mantraps on the moor.

Books:

The short stories of Katherine Mansfield. Poetry: above all Sylvia Plath, Stephen Spender, Amy Lowell and a few others...the visual arts, social sciences, physical sciences, philosophy...

Heroes:

Thomas Beecham, Groucho Marx, Harpo Marx, Jonathan Swift, Quentin Crisp, Bugs Bunny, Hogarth, Dr Johnson, Albert Steptoe. And John Stuart Mills: not perhaps history's greatest philosopher, but don't we half need to read him again now. Anyone with the courage to be individual and stylish and witty and brave on their own terms, uncowed by majority opinion: self-aware, but unfettered by self-indulgence or self-pity.The Mozart of his last symphonies. David Attenborough, for showing us how much life there can be after 25.
AND LASTLY, on that very same subject:Chopin Barcarolle, Op. 60 played by Artur Rubinstein (whom, at the fragile age of 14, I saw in concert at Hull, a fishing port)
Sviatoslav Richter Plays Chopin - Etude Op.25 n.11
Rachmaninov Vocalise
J. S. BACH - BWV 721 "Erbarm dich mein, o Herre Gott"
Franz Schubert D.956 String Quintet Adagio
As we leave the last word with the mighty Richter, bear in mind that here was a pianist who was mainly self-taught... Chopin Etude Op. 10 No. 4

My Blog

International acclaim

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FORGIVE ARCADIA - shooting script

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My Earliest Writing

MY EARLIEST WRITING: A FEW SAMPLES   If you want to see my music journalism: scroll down.  If you want to see my latest poetry and imagery: scroll down further.  What you’ll...
Posted by Stephen on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 08:11:00 PST

2) A Brief Bestiary

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Steves Music Reviews (selection)

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Favourite Quotations

Steve the Peeve’s fragrantand delectable Quotations  -------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------------...
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15) My Mothers Death

     J'ACCUSE 'I should have more faith,' Holmes said. 'I ought to know by this time that when a fact appears opposed by a long train of deductions, it invariably proves to be...
Posted by Stephen on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 10:03:00 PST

Welcome to my Blogs

First, a poem about me* It's night, when one needs love like blood,And a city is an iceberg of lights,The air throbs, roars like a distant bear.The finger of one's mind, in indolence,Retraces th...
Posted by Stephen on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 10:12:00 PST

3) Promenade

    PROMENADEMr Duffy&lived at a little distance from his own body, regarding his own acts with doubtful side-glances. He had an odd autobiographical habit which led him to compose in his o...
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Welcome to my World

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