It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn’t feel like a giant. I felt very, very small.— Neil Armstrong Rowan Smith’s new show, If You Get Far Away Enough You’ll ...
happiness them pesky blue skiessoften all the dark edgeseven when it rains less than night figures pass byimages not in focustheir lives seem simple ...
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04 Evelyn My Friend – Disc Two by Simon Tamblyn 03 Comet – Disc Two by Simon Tamblyn 02 The Gasping After Baptism – Disc Two by Simon Tamblyn ...
Polaroid – Dash Snow ...
“Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows what is’t to leave betimes, let be.” – Hamlet, Act V, Sc. ii. Introduction Although the topic of Death might not prima facie remain a topic for art, many of our greatest thinkers have revered in its mystery. Socrates welcomed it; Hamlet discerned its implications; Freud linked ...
Thread thus far… In an attempt to gather some dignity, he went back to the party. There, he laughed at all the wrong moments.No one took much notice.His friends hovered at the horizon of his haze, occasionally breaking in to ply him with a drink or take a cigarette. He danced for a while, and ...
sitting in a Well with her with me soft caresses and I love you’s genitals embraced unwilling, to end to start the descent into alone-ness and Time entrapment both Well waiters and wasters of Time ...
One might argue that me posting my favourite texts about art is just an excuse for me not to actually write anything myself. One might well be right. However, since I am exceptionally busy, and also bereft of anything particularly interesting to say right now, I thought I would begin a series of my favourite ...
While doing some house cleaning I came across this short story I wrote for Art South Africa last year. I still think it’s quite funny, so I’m posting it here. It first appeared in the May issue of Art South Africa 2008. “Um,” I say. I’m wearing my glasses so it passes off as something ...