Abstrakt III by Mike Dickson

Umbrella Arithmetic for Bees

The sky tried to divide itself and came up with remainders. I stood under an umbrella that remembered other storms better than this one. Bees passed overhead carrying equations they refused to solve. My shoes listened closely to the pavement and learned patience. Nothing concluded, but everything felt briefly correct.

Varnish on the Horizon

The horizon gleamed as if someone had just sealed it with care. I wondered how long it would take before fingerprints appeared. A thought drifted by wearing my voice but none of my opinions. Wind rearranged the day without asking permission. I agreed by staying still.

Instructions Found Inside a Walnut

I cracked the walnut expecting food and found a set of instructions written in a nervous hand. Step one was to forget step two, which felt achievable. The shell kept nodding as if it approved of my confusion. I followed the crumbs of meaning until they dissolved. Hunger applauded softly.

Cartography of Unused Hours

Unused hours spread across the table like a map that refused scale. Some regions were labeled with sighs, others with half-smiles. I traced a border and accidentally crossed it. No one stopped me because no one was in charge. The map folded itself and became a pocket.

Independent musician located in Scotland, producing cinematic/ambient/electronic works as and when he feels like it, for little to no fee.
Early works centred very much on the Mellotron but the palette is now much more varied.
Releases made periodically and usually frequently throughout the year. If you're listening to my stuff then I'd love to hear from you.

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