That Was The Week That Was — 12th April 2026

Schubert’s imagination was unusually literary. Words released music in him: poems about desire, love, loss, solitude, the longing for rest; narrative ballads; philosophical poems; theological poems; poems about death; poems about nature; poems about the paranormal. Butter wouldn’t melt That passage in the LRB about Franz Schubert further enhanced my strong-held belief how our imaginations are best fuelled when reading on a variety of subjects and styles. I don't mean reading on a device — though that can have it's uses — I mean conscious reading when you shut the rest of the world away and escape into another, whether that be non-fiction or fiction. Whilst I read both, fiction allows for the creation of other worlds and scenarios and for me at least nourishes more than the non-fiction variety. Whatever the genre though as Werner Herzog likes to say "read, read,read." Work continued this week in Touch Designer on the Beyond Tellerrand graphics. The core idea was that the event is a…