A search for a riotous exhibition or its spirit took me to Gustave Courbet in the 19th Century and a little publicised show of kinetic art in Amsterdam in 1961.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

This first of seven talks on the arts looks at the rise and demise of Community Arts,द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Half scripted, half improvised, the poet faces interrogation at the local cop shop. Was his poem in Pix 6 stolen and did anyone read Pix 6? Are all the poet's poems stolen anyway? And if he has stolen them, did he not then murder them? This is a Crime Busters fly-on-the-wall interrogation, not for the faint hearted.…

The picture restorer’s invoice Under honeysuckle sprays, a cinder path runs up to the barn and around its brick footings to a thick archway of clipped privet, through which lies the picture restorer’s door. He stands mixing pigments with linseed oil, cleans brushes with turps and stares intently at the painting before him. A woman in rags looks up …

Stable Press, Haverhill Poetry Group, Ipswich Poetry Workshop and the Jubilee... with a poem, The Corn Dolly dole queue blues,' to round it off.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

From skimming the pit in the meat factory to riding the Lansing Bagnall across the factory floor, while trying to hang on to a dream.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Back from Liverpool I returned to education, briefly, but was I born to tip my cap or was I a fire raiser after all?द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Called back to Liverpool from Clare, Suffolk, to help make a film. Here too is 'Something in the Air,' the Woodside Ferry and the reality of poverty in the city.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

The Haverhill Echo was an independent newspaper in Suffolk. Now long gone, I look back at my highs and lows working as a trainee reporter there in 1972द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Here is part one of my autobiography (1967-1971). This autobiography will cover my enthusiasms in drama, art and poetry over the years. In part one, an English teacher saves me via a play, a drama course makes me and a spell in Liverpool finds me eating supper with Adrian Henri.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

A diary exploring playwriting. In this edition: theatre courses, psychology in plays, 1968, Silent Witness and remembering Max Wall.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

A fortnightly diary on playwriting and culture. First episode: Line of Duty, the existential threat and writing an audio play. Coming up: my journey in staging a play.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

An appreciation of poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti, who died this week. Through him, I discovered poetry and a lot more besides. Note: apologies for pronouncing the poet Rimbaud as Rambo - but hey, Rambo The Poet is quite cool...द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Raised in Clare, West Suffolk, here are some characters from my childhood and other encounters as I attempted to leave the village, mostly using my thumb.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

I grew up near Poslingford Corner, Clare, Suffolk, close to A.L. Morton, communist historian and author of 'The People's History of England.' Here is a recollection from the time I was six, 1959.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

An encounter with a dinosaur and all the world in a sharpened pencil: an exploration of why I like to write "through objects."द्वारा Rupert Mallin

These four poems were written in the late 1970s/early 1980s and are variously about the "other side" of countryside. Includes Stubble Fires which became part of the narration for my BBC Radio 4 play 'Overspill,' 1993. I 've purposefully left this recording rough and ready because it is, after all, live. A transcript of the poems is included.…

I began writing poetry at fourteen (1967) and here are five short, early love poems.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

This Christmas. Phil of NR3 is listening to BBC Radio 4, counting out his money to see if he can afford jam from the corner shop. He puts on his mask but will he make it out of the door?द्वारा Rupert Mallin

From conspiracy theories and sabbaticals to the seat of government itself; from lockdowns and hardships to Boris's imaginary friends, here is a look back at the year, to look forward to the next.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Two monologues from a group of interlocking monologues. Though there are four characters, it can be played by two actors.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

I have written plays since 1980. Despite some success in the 1990s, work cut me off from my life-long interest after the crash of 2008. Whether my new plays find success or not, I love the process of writing for performance. Here is both my journey and some home-grown techniques I use in my writing.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

This is the concluding monologue of Bag Man Clive. Will he eat his Big Meaty? And what's he doing with those matches?द्वारा Rupert Mallin

A sequel. Bagger Clive encounters the CEO's nephew in the factory's bagging station.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Clive returns from a long shift in 'bagging.'द्वारा Rupert Mallin

This is my last nostalgic trip back to the 1960s for a while. This piece is largely improvised so I've left the glitches and stumbles in!द्वारा Rupert Mallin

A recollection of the Weeley Music Festival, August 1971द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Back in a small Suffolk town in 1969, at a gig in the town hall, I lost God but found The Eyelid of God!द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Pubs I remember - and don't remember.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Muriel Mallin was born in Chicago but was brought up in London. Here are her early years, from the Downham Estate to the Central School of Art and Kilquhanity Free School.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Tom Mallin 1927 to 1977 - painter, printmaker, sculptor, novelist and playwright - from dating Hazel Court to smuggling paintings abroad!द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Looking back in Lockdown - here are three letters to Heather. Many were published in magazines such as joe soap's canoe and Ambit.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

I am presently constructing a long play set on the East Coast and am looking back at some poems from the 1990s/2000s for some 'leads'द्वारा Rupert Mallin

A short talk on Socialism and Art given earlier this year.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

An improvised performance at The Bending Tower Museum of Magic and Lies, the Reimagine Exhibition, St Margaret's Church, St Benedicts Street, Norwich, Wednesday September 4. Thanks to Helen Wells for recording.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Pete is looking for a puppeteer but has he bitten off more than he can chew when Jude auditions.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

A review of three paintings by Martin Laurance The three paintings can be viewed here https://mallin.blogspot.com/2019/04/podcast-landscape-paintings-of-martin.htmlद्वारा Rupert Mallin

Experimental poems taken fron the streets of Lowestoftद्वारा Rupert Mallin

Two young boys in the hot summer of 1959 in Suffolk. Short, flash fiction.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Buying flowers with good intentions? Buying flowers as a gift? Buying flowers to show your love? What else could we possibly buy flowers for?द्वारा Rupert Mallin

An improvised talk on May's historic failure and the state of the nationद्वारा Rupert Mallin

Cock and Bell is a short poem written way back in 1977 and published in Palantir 11, a magazine edited by Jim Burnsद्वारा Rupert Mallin

Growing up a Leftieद्वारा Rupert Mallin

A Cyber Crimeद्वारा Rupert Mallin

Two short prose pieces by Rupert Mallin. Joined up thinking or what political jargon really means. At Shelley's grave, a factual pieceद्वारा Rupert Mallin

Here are some more poems - A Cowboy Boy, When Mr Aston was God, Whistle Blowers, Out of the Ordinary and Poetic Justice.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

Three poems: A Good Friend and two poems exploring age and memory - On Brazen Street and Hiding Places.द्वारा Rupert Mallin

I'm an artist and writer living in Norwich. Three poems: Fifty-seven pence, Pristine and Confidenceद्वारा Rupert Mallin