Welcome to this very new website, which I feel about slightly as Shakespeare seems to have felt about his:
O for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not better for my life provide
Than public means which public manners breeds.
Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,
And almost thence my nature is subdued
To what it works in, like the dyer’s hand.
Though to get round my suspicion of all things internet I mean to treat it not as a brand but as a window on work in silver & copper, in paper, leather & gold, and sometimes even in words. Or a virtual version of what Edward Lear called hopping on one leg down the great gallery.
Poet & Cat 