last laugh lane | The World According to Fiona Hayward

The World Turned Upside Down

It’s too horrible… I don’t know what’s going on anymore. Things were going well and now – this. I don’t know what it means! Who …

One of the best things about the new job is the opportunity to go to exhibitions, and meet artists. Not the ones I already know, …

Something has cheered me up; I have a new job. The gallery owner of Axolotl, a gallery which opned recently and is one of the …

It’s happened again.
I should be used to it by now; after all I’ve had enough experience.
I’m not waiting for you to make up your mind. …

The Festival Fringes’s in full swing now, and last night was the premiere of Morag’s film. She’s been working on it for months now, talking …

Finally, the sun is out. Global warming doesn’t seem to be affecting Scotland; each year I wait for summer, and each year it seems to …

Sometimes when I’m having a crappy day, I go and sit in my favourite spot in the city. It’s near the centre of town but …

There was a photo of me on North Bridge in the Scotsman, and a short article;
‘Arms outstretched, Fiona Hayward stood immobile on the parapet of …

Where are the boundaries between art and life? And are those boundaries fixed, or can they change?
Art shouldn’t just be in galleries. Is it only …

Today was foggy, a mist swirled into town from the sea, and it was so dense you couldn’t see more than a few metres in …