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Architect, Artist and Writer

Andrew Daws Projects

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A collection of stories about young love, lost love, warped love, and forbidden love. There is a tale of a dystopian future, a ghost story with a twist, and stories set in London, Rome, Southern India, and on the Cote d'Azur. A deliciously disturbing collection of tales for the intelligent gay reader.




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A new work, published this year, 'Waiting for Rain' is set in the Holy Land in the 1980s, but, far from the conflicts that threaten to tear the country apart, there is a small community on a remote mountain troubled by loss of faith and bitter disillusionment. Adam, a volunteer, doesn't see it until the eve of his departure when he is caught up in unexpected violence. It is only years later, when he returns to confront his memories, does he learn the truth of his last night on the holy mountain.







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Brian is up against his boss, exuberant and roguish Leonard Pierce, an architect who compares himself with the very best in the business. Wanting to break away and find an opportunity of his own to shine, Brian enlists Dave, his best friend, to start a new venture. But before this can get off the ground, he is lured by an opportunity to spend a week in Los Angeles with Leonard, to work with Hank Nero, America’s hottest architectural talent, on an exciting new project. But the excitement soon wanes as he witnesses the absurdities of Hank’s design world, the effects of fame, and the cruelty of those hungry for power around him.

Told by each in turn, 'Architects' is Brian and Dave's passionate story about making it - and making out. Both want their chance to succeed, but what do they have to do to get it?
 

First published in 2011 as Powerlines, ‘Architects’ has been imaginatively re-written for the reader to enjoy more of the up’s and down’s of Brian and Dave’s lives, and the world which occupies them.




“…extremely funny at times, and not without moments of real pathos. One feels oneself empathising with many of the characters, ridiculing others and even hating one or two. There is an underlying seriousness which is also much to be admired. Altogether very enjoyable and highly recommended.” 
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THREE PASTELS

If there is one place that represented something of paradise to me, as a confused 25-year-old seeker in India back in 1987, then Mahabalipuram, on the south-east coast of India, was it. Once a quiet, dusty little place sheltering under palm trees, on the edge of a wide, and endless-seeming sandy beach, it was found by a few lone visitors that came to chill on the beach, and eat in pop-up restaurants serving fresh, grilled fish. Visiting it now, years later, it hurt to see what middle-class Indian tourists have done to the place, a place still famous for its World Heritage listed Shore Temples, and significant 11th Century rock carvings. Not that anyone seemed interested in them, other than as a backdrop to the inevitable selfie or family portrait. The man guarding the sculptures blew his whistle in vain; everyone was determined to get a picture of themselves mounted on Nandi, the sacred bull. All tourism has done is put pavements, protective fences, floodlighting, and guards around everything. Paved paradise, indeed.

Back in the 80’s, then, I lived a quiet life here for a few ecstatic days, sleeping in a palm-roofed cottage, long since gone, while listening the wind and the waves. The food was good, the fish, always fresh, was caught by near-naked fisherman paddling wooden boats out beyond the surf. They have been replaced by plasticised motor boats now, powerful enough to increase the supply for the hundred or so restaurants that now service the hungry crowds. The result is a dirty beach littered with plastic and old sandals. India contributes up to 60% of all plastic thrown into the sea, but no one seems to care. As I’ve experienced in Delhi, the country’s capital city, India is a slowly collapsing environmental catastrophe that governments are powerless to do anything about: Too many people, wanting too much, much too quickly.


Leaving Mahabalipuram behind again, I took a bone-shaker bus to Pondicherry, an old, sophisticated little French colony - the old town, at least - now stuffed with posh restaurants, and bakeries serving some of the best cakes in India. But with no beach to speak of, we headed further south, on our last day, to another small fishing village on the edge of a wide, clean beach, and larked there till sun down. It was fun. It was bliss.


There are still some untouched places in India, but I have the feeling they won’t last. By the road’s end, shops were being built. Joni Mitchell once wrote, ‘You don’t know what you've got till it’s gone.’ Sadly, I do.


Namaste.

BLOG: They Paved Paradise

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Spring 2018

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Bestseller 'The Marble Boy' follows a young art teacher, Edmund, on the run from a divisive English school, where he has been implicated in an inappropriate relationship with a student. Travelling to countries around the Mediterranean, Edmund tries to come to terms with his loss, not just of his career but also of his former lover, Julian, a brilliant young musician. As he travels, he questions his own desires, and searches for authenticity. Lyrical and tender, 'The Marble Boy' is written from the heart, and asks whether love can ever survive life's misfortunes.







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NEW WRITING

Currently writing short stories, based largely in India.


"Kathy’s visit to the Angelina was going to be short, but then she was sure it would not take too long to get a sense of what it was like to be part of a team in search of a lost airliner. She wanted a first-hand account of their work. Readers of her newspaper wanted facts, of course, but she was after a human interest story: what it was like to live on board a search vessel for months at a time, with nothing to see. Then again, how would they or anyone feel when they found the wreck? Lost planes attracted widespread interest, and from the beginning this one, on its way to India, attracted more than most. But no one could understand why it had not yet been found."






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