The Final Battleground of Thatcherism

“The Final Battleground of Thatcherism” (160x100cm) It’s been a very long time, recalibrating after a personal milestone of an exhibition. Reconsidering what affect art in an age where image bombardment has the same impact as a climatic shift. But also realise you must keep going. This work’s title came from one of my last conversationsContinue reading “The Final Battleground of Thatcherism”

“There’s nowt new under the sun” Everything is always in a process (long or short-form) of morphogenesis. Even in repetitive movements. Our perception of repetition misses this because of the trauma capitalist acceleration inflicts on time itself: we constantly feel retrograded, fighting our way out of a mannequin museum dedicated to our own experiences. OR,Continue reading

“It’s a bit of a joke”: 20 years since 0oon Badger

The above title is a lyric from Pink Floyd’s iconic Syd Barrett-era ‘Pipers at the gates of Dawn’. It’s seemingly a throw-away rhyme to go with ‘cloak’. There again, don’t our ‘throw away’ moments of creativity sometimes turn out to be our most poetic, our must truthful? Barrett-era Floyd was short-lived. Yet in this oneContinue reading ““It’s a bit of a joke”: 20 years since 0oon Badger”