Life on the cheap

Drilling for my own Oil 

july 22nd: Hunchbakk / Ian Byford Art - SoundArt9

SoundArt9 by Hunchbakk / Ian Byford Art

this has taken far too long to get finished, according to the data connected to it, it was last updated two years ago.  has it really been two years since i made a start on this? that can't be right can it?


anyway, computer fails and crashes kept me from completing it, and after getting finished on my latest track under the Giles Babel guise, i thought i should go back and try and get this one sorted so that the SoundArt project can inch closer to being closed.


giving it another listen after all this time, i decided that it really didn't need to much work done to it, i did originally want to make the track longer, but hearing it with fresh ears, and when collected with the last two tracks that were considerably lengthier, i decided that would leave it as it was around the minute mark, and just tweaked a couple of samples that i had prepared to use for it.

Artwork by Ian Byford
music created by Glen Byford, completed on July 22nd

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU"

  Legless    Back story 19 June .  29 June . 

Are you getting taller or am I getting shorter?

july 22nd: Giles Babel - Twilight of the horrible gorilla

Giles Babel - Twilight of the horrible gorilla


I've just finished this track after making a start on it on sunday, mostly created using sounds found among sample packs and also including quotes and recordings from a dvd and from youtube


created by Glen Byford, completed on July 22nd

Peace and tranquillity

Some times you just need to find your own space
and it was here in the church garden today
sitting on the grass just clicking. 

They always said she's was a witch

july 17th: What happened to your machine, Tim?

as of writing this blog post, i have been absent from regular duty, still taking photos most days but struggling to find the time to update the blog regularly.


when i do find the time i shall go back and fill in the glaringly obvious gaps that i have left and these comments shall be rendered somewhat redundant.


sat at work without my camera, i wondered what else i could do to enrich this creative little blog of ours, i started writing a poem that got no further than two rather pathetic lines before being distracted by a post on a blog i subscribe to, i then scrolled down the blog, and was suddenly struck with inspiration


so now i present a poem, based upon the title of a blog posting, yet bearing no other relation to it at all



What happened to your machine, Tim?




Almost every spare moment of every day,
you were planning and scheming,
tasking and toiling,
(and occasionally swearing), 
shrouded in secrecy,
only the whirrs and hums,
banging and clattering,
(and occasionally swearing),
gave you away,
for months you were pre-occupied,
with this hidden creation,
and then nothing.




no unveiling,
no talk of it at all,
as if the hours of hardwork,
had dissolved and left you,
and left us all,
with nothing.


and we've all been wondering,
What happened to your machine, Tim?

written by Glen Byford, July 17th

Never sorry to see a paper go

Both mum and my dad was attacked by a sunday paper  

Nicotiana

Nicotiana

A easy to grow fragrant flower that self seeds for next year,
also attracts moths and other insects to the garden.

Link... Nicotiana

If you must smoke please use the ashtray below

When my neighbours  slam their front door
It always empties out on the floor.
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Picture taken at Hertford East Railway Station.

Best View

          Lea valley Park / Waltham cross

Its unbelievable not too many can or plastic bottle in sight
no cropping no editing out,
Just luck. 

To be found tucked away

at the back of Hertford in my

favorite  churchyard

a ideal place for shade and tranquility   

What lovely deep red Hollyhocks  

Hidden in the twisted creeper a
small statuette   

 snails looking for some where cool
to hide. 

Things are still no better, getting worse.

         Collage by. Stuart. Byford. conpleated 2 or 3 years ago.

A collage original size A3 influenced by the state of our economy. 
A gamble , roller-coaster ride,  dwindling fast, fragmented England, broken picture
predict the score, walk away, privileges start tomorrow (tomorrow never comes ),
and to cheer things up a nice young lady and a cute bird.
And thats it.