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ThePalaceOfTheDogs

Daniel Bailey is the founder of The Palace of The Dogs. Currently exploring film making, photography, journalism and creative writing – he makes his living as a Performer on the West End. Originally from Hackney, London; he cares deeply for the issues concerning those whose voices are being stifled. He endeavours to advocate the need for those affected by racism and classism to have access to an artistic platform, as a means to express themselves in a safe and healthy environment.

The Palace of The Dogs (TPOTD) ,launched May 2015, is a blog for those who wish to explore identity and expression in art and politics; inciting the progression of a vocal generation in our society.

If you wish submit your work or be considered for an interview contact thepalaceofthedogs@hotmail.com

POSTCODE PICS: E13 (UPTON PARK) – Samuel Nicholas

  “Is chatting shit a way of life these days?” –  Posted December 23rd, 2011   “2017…… it’s been real! So many memories made and lessons learned and I want to thank those who have been apart of it! The biggest loss I had this year was loosing […]

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COUCH SERIES: Natalie May

Back from the bittersweet journey of self discovery, Natalie May endeavours to serve her own lemonade. Her sweet melodic sound and gentle-womanly attire champions a timeless Black British voice. This Burnt Oak crooner delved into the dark labyrinth of her mind to excavate the hidden coals she could harvest […]

VIDEO: Weak Tea

In the wake of Brexit and the carnage the referendum, I began re-evaluate how I see myself as a British Citizen and what it means to be British. Growing up my experiences of History in school, was a parade of topics that didn’t reflect the 30 or so […]

Hackney – Not For Me :-/

Hackney; once described as Britains most undesirable borough, now resembles a pubescent teen. New-build, rent-to-buy flats prong up like adult teeth in its already over-crowded mouth, as her hyper-hormonal growth spurt encourages a rash of costa coffees over her face. Rigid with growing pains, estranged tower blocks and […]