By Nicholas Hooper

Clouding the mind like a swarm of flies, confusion comes, and pulling this way and that, fills the mind with dark impossibilities. Those fears might peel away like awakening from a restless dream of wandering through mazes of mud and impossible buildings whose structures demand a high degree of danger just to get home. But these are just dreams and to wake up is to realise the one good thing that is there to take: find the mug, make the drink, sip the coffee so that everything is tasted, and be clear in that moment that no real sensation is lost before waking out into the world.



About Dawnings:
“Every morning at around 5am I get up and go down to my studio. After a short meditation I write down whatever is in my head, giving myself fifteen minutes to do so. Then moving over to the piano (or a more portable instrument like my Ukulele when I'm away), I improvise and record a piece of music inspired by whatever words I just wrote. It is a great way of keeping both my writing and my composing going and I call these small creations Dawnings. They are mostly unedited, like sketches, so that they keep that fresh feeling of an early morning discovery.”

— Nick Hooper