“For there are brighter sides to life, and I should know because I’ve seen them, but not very often” (Still Ill, The Smiths) I wish the diagrams of carbon footprints and three-planets-consumption-rates would give up traveling through my mind in the form of guilt-trips right now, as I’ve only ever flown one other time inContinue reading “This Land”
Author Archives: John B Ledger
Prisoners of Reason
I’ve received my copy of Prisoners of Reason: Game Theory and Neoliberal Political Economy Author: S. M. Amadae, which features my artwork ‘The Logic of Neoliberalism’, which I made back in 2010. I’m really pleased for my work to be part of this publication by S. M. Amadae and now look forward to reading it.Continue reading “Prisoners of Reason”
Tired of Life (“I Want To Leave Myself”)
Tired of Life (“I Want To Leave Myself”) 2016, ink on paper.
NoteToSelf (2016, A4, ink on paper)
The Internet is Making Me Ill…
Winter
I Just haven’t got the resistance to comfort-seeking I used to have in aid of achieving what I had to do. Every day 5 years back, at the back end of 2010, I would go down to my studio (Elsecar, South Yorks), straight after my job, 2 train stops or 2 bus rides from whereContinue reading “Winter”
Artwork for Wear Your Band T-shirt to Work Day
This is a rarity when it comes to my way of making work, but T-shirts are up for grabs featuring a piece of work Ive made for this Friday’s (27th November) gig at The Underground, Barnsley, South Yorkshire, as part of Wear Your Band T-shirt to Work Day. Gig info below… “This Friday live @Continue reading “Artwork for Wear Your Band T-shirt to Work Day”
The Big Smoke (And Mirrors): Stories From Forgotten Space
This is a spoken word/video version of notes and mapmaking from earlier in September this year, over the weekend the Labour election leadership was decided. It is part in a series of map-making’s of meanderings and musings that coincided with decisive events for the wider society in 2015. My thoughts on the past (my past),Continue reading “The Big Smoke (And Mirrors): Stories From Forgotten Space”
“High as You Can Go” (Walking from Darton to South Leeds)
Walk out of the Barnsley area, through Staincross down to Woolley, seemingly stalked by two young men in a car, driving around beeping at me. Game playing. I’m sport, basically, for their boredom. But there’s nothing you can say or do. I’m in a cloud of enough unlocatable guilt and paranoia making me sheepish enough,Continue reading ““High as You Can Go” (Walking from Darton to South Leeds)”
Friday’s Anguish
The tipping point, on the weekly circuit of emotions. The gate has well and truly closed on the open field of youth. The gates into rites-of-passage-adulthood (property ownership -household, marriage? – as a substitute to the foreclosed horizons of a world beyond work/consume/die) neither entice me or let me in. Every time I look throughContinue reading “Friday’s Anguish”
John B Ledger 