Close your eyes to hate, pretend that in that blindness there lies a beauty silent, simple and clean Ignore the echoes of anger manifest as abhorrent intrusions on your serene and solitary preserve Speak only to condemn to deny all sins as sorry reflections of depraved souls and closed hearts […]
Monthly Archives: July 2016
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Dredge dig exploit for beauty’s sake with a retelling that turns passion into parable person into picture and place into history frayed and digestible crisp and gone in deep inhalations by jealous consumers eager to live but terrified of living save by dredging digging and exploiting Like my work? Check […]
No message no fact no state no service no us no we no me so what? An act an instant an indulgence but no sins wiped no soul to save no hell to fear no heaven to find no hate to hide no love for longing so what? A movement […]
Well, it’s done. The Chilcot Report is out there and, as of yet, no one’s actually read it properly because it’s stupidly long and, no doubt, as dense as the screaming chaos of the voices in Tony Blair’s head. Early signs suggest that it’s fairly damning, if not personally indicting […]
I spent a few hours at the Tate Modern the other day. My knowledge of art is, at best, completely non-existent. I know what I like and, in general, I’m willing to give the rest the benefit of the doubt, assuming it’s got some sense of purpose or emotion behind […]
Politics isn’t the realm of the people. Never has been. Put three people in a room and give them even the vaguest sniff of power and within seconds they’ll have completely forgotten why the have it, who gave it to them and what it’s for. They’ll start to find ways […]