An attempt at a place

The other weekend I went to a poetry bookshop that turned out to be a bookcase inside another shop. Which was even more charming, in fact. I got a book of poetry all written about a single loch, by the same person. I love this idea of coming back to somewhere, returning again and again. It feels very self-appointed artist-in-residence - Be the Artist-in-Residence of Your World, a whole series by Amy Stewart. No big retreat somewhere glamorous. No grants or permission needed. There's also hyperlocal news, hyperlocal action, hyperlocal politics. Hyperlocal history is very much my jam - a street, a house. There's also psychogeography: 'that emphasises interpersonal connections to places and arbitrary routes'. Which is also An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris, a 1974 book by Georges Perec, which I have not read. From Wikipedia: It is a collection of observations which Perec wrote as he sat in Saint-Sulpice Square in Paris. Rather than describing impressive or notable things such as…

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