Kip Jones

KIP JONES, an American by birth, has been studying and working in the UK for more than 20 years.
Under the umbrella term of 'arts-led research', his main efforts have involved developing tools
from the arts and humanities for use by social scientists in research and its impact on a wider
public or a Perfomative Social Science.

Jones was Reader in Performative Social Science and Qualitative Research at
Bournemouth University for 15 years.
He is now a Visiting Scholar and and an independent author and scholar.

Kip has produced films and written many articles for academic journals and authored chapters
for books on topics such as masculinity, ageing and rurality, and older LGBT citizens.
Jones' most recent work involves working with Generation Z youth to tell their stories using
social media.
His ground-breaking use of qualitative methods, including Auto-fiction, biography
and auto-ethnography, and the use of tools from the arts in social science research
and dissemination are well-known.

Jones acted as Author and Executive Producer of
the award-winning short film, RUFUS STONE, funded by Research Councils UK.
The film is now available for free viewing on the Internet
and has been viewed by more than 14,000 people in 150 countries.

Areas of expertise
• Close relationships, culture and ethnicity
• Social psychology, sociology
• Ageing, self and identity
• Interpersonal processes, personality,
individual differences,
social networks, prejudice and stereotyping
• Sexuality and sexual orientation
• Creativity and the use of the
arts in Social Science

Media experience
His work has been reported widely
in the media, including:
BBC Radio 4,BBC TV news,Times
Higher Education, Sunday New
York Times, International
and The Independent.

Thursday, 3 December 2020

After the Storm

After the Storm

(A Poem for the Post-Trump and Post-Covid Era) 

Calm the waters back into their banks.

Follow a few good women.

For it is they, in times of trouble,

who innately know what first needs mending.

Fell the falling trees and collect their branches.

Repair the lanes and quiet the animals.

Gather the children and begin to tell them stories again.

Be restored by the sky’s electric clear-blue air.

Then share that breath with both friend and foe.

For it is nature, both human and otherwise, 

That will begin to make things right again.

© Kip Jones 2020

Tuesday, 1 December 2020

Tiny Covid Moments

“Like endless rain into a paper cup”. 

Went to the bins with a big bag of leaves. On the way, a young man came towards the bins with a bucket of leaves as well. Something in common. We chatted about leaves. And gutters, and such things.It was such a treat to engage in conversation, particularly with a stranger. I introduced myself and offered my hand. He shook mine and said, "I'm Adam". 

I realised later that we had sinned, crossed into a no-go area without protecting ourselves in our excitement for communion. 

Life is never easy on this lonely planet.

Ocado delivery came in the twilight last night. A tall young delivery guy walked up to my door, his hand outstretched, and my missing silver chain bracelet in his hand.

"Did you lose this?" he said.


"Yes! Thank you! Where was it?"


"I noticed it in the pebbles on the dark path to your door".

I thanked him again. He was Estonian and quite handsome. 

Should I invite him in?

No, but this is the way life should be. Not furtive hook-ups on phone apps.