Don’t you love it when you have a great idea? Half the time they’re probably not even that great, but it’s the smug self-satisfaction that just helps get you through the week knowing that you, in all your glory, had... Continue Reading →
We love questions. The act of questioning is both an act of uncertainty, and a declaration of intent. The more metaphorical, the more unnerving, the ‘bigger’ the question, the more we desperately demand an answer to it. But then the... Continue Reading →
As you get older ‘newness’ becomes a process of consumption, the same as eating. You encounter countless constructs you examine as ‘new’. Determining ‘newness’ at several intersecting points of experience becomes an art form. We begin to obsess over interpreting... Continue Reading →
Every day in the UK, 250 people start to lose their sight. About 285 million people are vision impaired worldwide: 39 million are blind and 246 million 'low vision' - a term noted as the mean definition for most of... Continue Reading →
"There's no such thing as structure." That's what this random guy said to me, unwavering eye contact, before proceeding to finish his vodka, be sick over the payment and drop their keys into the road. Don't worry, they were fine.... Continue Reading →
She provided a bold dedication to the abstract, as a painter who would later go on to help define the LA art scenes in decades to come. Her stylistics clearly emulate surrealist style, but compose them into...
Afro-surrealism is fluid. It exists to establish neo-narratives, but simultaneously reflect pre-existing power. ‘Solitudes’ embodies this wholly, while moving at such great speeds that it’s true nature is virtually imperceptible throughout the text. Even re-reading his poetry feels like a different experience, a submergence into a memory that changes definition like trying to view shards of a mirror in endless strands of phosphorescent light.
Imagine being trapped in a room, the walls are made out of orange, rusted metal and there's a large red carpet on the floor, lit only by the faint glow of a lamp in the corner. There are no windows.... Continue Reading →
“You were not there for the beginning. You will not be there for the end. Your knowledge of what is going on can only be superficial and relative” Disgusting. Pornographic, un-American trash. or...a modern masterpiece? The last censorship court... Continue Reading →
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