Janet Lewison

  “You have this special kind of voice that will become more and more perfect with time” – so Diana Ross once said to 23 year-old Sharleen Spiteri, the singer… Read More »Texas's transcendent moment: Halo !!!

Her name was decidedly NOT written in water! Personally I think best ‘novel’ ever written in English Language: utterly singular; utterly strange. Love its anti-sociality and lack of compromise. Scary too. But… Read More »Wuthering Heights: Emily Bronte

‘To be both thoroughly known and thoroughly liked for it would be a tremendous allure.’ what a wonderful insight and aspiration?!

The detail of the mother and child is so perfectly rendered you can almost touch the faces. Such tenderness and luminosity! Magical artistry…captures bliss of maternal love. And makes me… Read More »A perfect picture? ( Caravaggio's Rest on Flight into Egypt)

Here lies one whose name was writ in water. John Keats I found the book very moving at times and thought it brave enough to risk epsiodes of dullness and… Read More »Salley Vickers: Best thing in the book?

Everyone’s feeling prettyIt’s hotter than JulyThough the world’s full of problemsThey couldn’t touch us even if they triedFrom the park I hear rhythmsMarley’s hot on the boxTonight there will be… Read More »Stevie Wonder: Masterblaster

This one seems more agitated and physically ‘shocked’ to me? Tension between the disciples and the Inn keeper palpable.they are struggling to believe? Christ looks beardless and different to them?… Read More »Caravaggio at Emmaus: the fascination of revisitation?

 News & Reviews Linking life and literature   “Instructions about ‘moving on and cheering up’ are not always the right things to do. This can make you disloyal to your… Read More »Liverpool University: M.A. Reading in Practice ( from Interview with Professor Phil Davis)

Your lights are on, but you’re not homeYour mind is not your ownYour heart sweats, your body shakesAnother kiss is what it takes You cant’ sleep, you can’t eatThere’s no… Read More »Robert Palmer: Addicted to Love

My sweet lordHm, my lordHm, my lord I really want to see youReally want to be with youReally want to see you lordBut it takes so long, my lord My… Read More »george harrison: My Sweet Lord

( from Keats’ ‘Ode to a Nightingale’) I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,    Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet    Wherewith… Read More »EASEFUL

Here you come againJust when Im about to make it work without youYou waltz right in the doorJust like you done beforeAnd wrap my heart round your little fingerHere you… Read More »Here you come again: Dolly Parton's knowing shrug of the shoulders!

‘The light which I see is not located, but yet is more brilliant than the sun, nor can I examine its height, length or breadth and I name it ”the… Read More »Oliver Sacks : The Visions of Hildegard