Website of Julian Wigley: architect, animator and artist.
The Jury awaits on the Brough/Howard intervention. Promise and reality to be matched. Adieu False Heart.
I think of:
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar.
T.S Eliot 1925 (The Hollow Men)