John B Ledger

Will The Last Person To Leave The 20th Century Please Turn out The Lights?

VIEW UPON REQUEST [see below for contact details]Monday July 3Tuesday July 4Wednesday July 5 OPENING EVENING AND INFORMAL SYMPOSIUMThursday July 6 | 6pm – 11pm Our collective The Retro Bar at the End of the Universe is currently staging an event and exhibition titled Will The Last Person To Leave The 20th Century Please TurnContinue reading “Will The Last Person To Leave The 20th Century Please Turn out The Lights?”

‘Will The Last Person To Leave The 20 Century Please Turn out The Lights?’

First and foremost for anybody who has never heard of Baildon (mainly people south of Wakefield), just think ‘2 miles north of the World Heritage Site, Saltaire. I’m really looking forward to this event. To be honest it’s our first proper outing as a collective. The Artists’ Bookfair at The Tetley Gallery in Leeds earlierContinue reading “‘Will The Last Person To Leave The 20 Century Please Turn out The Lights?’”

How Did I Get So Old? (pre-GE2017 musings)

I really wanted to make more of this project before election day, but the things I had been documenting spread into a project I felt I couldn’t reasonably complete in the time space left. I had been making narrated maps and compiling photographs from the 7th May onwards, but to post all of that rightContinue reading “How Did I Get So Old? (pre-GE2017 musings)”

21st Century Limbo-id Men

21st Century Limbo-id Men (2017, mixed media on paper)

Teresa Mayday (Writings From HMS Brexit)

This cut of HMS Brexit is a montage of considerations and conversations held in urban Yorkshire around Teresa May Day, 2017. The election promise of more bank holidays is perhaps the most worryingly feeble soundbite the Labour Party have pitted against May’s iron-agenda of “a vision of a man chipping ice off his windscreen andContinue reading “Teresa Mayday (Writings From HMS Brexit)”

Dead Ethics Hysteria

The driving force behind the direction of works like Dead Ethics Hysteria has its roots in a cold winter almost 7 years back. I remember my anticipations of the ‘austere age’ as we entered the winter of 2010. Back then my head was lead-lined with heavy expectations of imminent ecological collapse, peak oil, and freakContinue reading “Dead Ethics Hysteria”

Untitled (2017)

This isn’t even Ballard’s ‘Glorified Lifeboat’ (Writings From HMS Brexit)

This voyage, perhaps even whole flat earth that it navigates, has reached an end point. This is an epochal moment – yet we duck, dive, and talk about following our forefathers’ impossible footsteps into yesterdays’ jobs, homes and families, where hair goes grey and skin wrinkles with the pride of purpose. These footsteps lurch overContinue reading “This isn’t even Ballard’s ‘Glorified Lifeboat’ (Writings From HMS Brexit)”

Saturation Point

(2017, ink on paper)

Stuck in The Sediment of Suffering

(2017, mixed media on paper) I’m writing this in a world that is a week into the Trump administration. I can’t yet tell if it’s caused the biggest cloud of confusion and panic since the Twin Towers came down (it’s shock certainly eclipses the event that’s stuck in the middle of these – the financialContinue reading “Stuck in The Sediment of Suffering”