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Run to the rescue with love, and peace will follow

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Prague, 2015

Collage

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Dressing is a fundamentally discursive act. The most sophisticated dressers are engaged in a three-way conversation - between the creator of their clothing, themselves, and the people they interact with while dressed. This happens in the context of a broad set of only semi-shared cultural values. The designer intends one meaning, the wearer recombines it, recontextualizes it, and gives it new meaning, and then that meaning is interpreted by the people the wearer interacts with in ways that the wearer could never have conceived. Our clothes have very limited inherent values. Warm/not-warm and keeps the sun off are pretty much it. Maybe some portion of our aesthetic values are in-born, that’s an argument for a different day. Everything else about getting dressed is symbolic. You’re participating in a conversation. Learn to speak the language.

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Birmingham

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Birmingham

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Coventry University showed some of my zine work!

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A post card from David Sedaris

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A postcard from Phil Elverum

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You cannot act upon what you cannot see, and we are plagued by dead language and dead stories that serve people whose aim is nothing short of a dead world.

Ta-Nehisi Coates

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Manchester, UK

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diamond the cat

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lumen prints

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garden time is not like the ordinary time in which we live. it moves in unpredictable ways sometimes stopping altogether and proceeding, always cyclically, in a long unwinding spiral of rot and fertility to pay attention to the garden as a clock means entering a different relationship with time - as circular not linear, as well as the acknowledgment that one of its recurring stations is death I'd been resisting its lesson chasing the high of perfection, feeling a failure when things browned or died back it was as if my job was to maintain the visual illusion- as if the garden couldn't possibly look good unless I'd succeeded in excising any evidence of death this was the more sinister legacy of Eden - the fantasy of perpetual abundance. I was beginning to see what a poisoned fruit it truly was. so many of our most ecologically deleterious behaviours are to do with refusing impermanence and decay insisting on summer all the time. permanent growth, constant fertility, perpetual yield, instant pleasure, maximum profit.

Olivia Laing, The Garden Against Time

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The Light Eaters, Lumen Prints

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SHELLAC!

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"All these people talk about Vivian Maier's hoarding, the pack-rat way she went through life. Watching, I couldn't help but feel their reactions were at least partly about money and social status; about who has the right to ownership and what happens when people exceed the number of possessions that their circumstance and standing would ordinarily allow. I don't know about you but if I was asked to put everything I own in a small room in someone else's house, I might well look like a hoarder. Although neither extreme poverty nor wealth makes one immune to craving an excess of possessions, it's worth asking of any behaviour presented as weird or freakish whether the boundary being transgressed is class, not sanity at all.”

Olivia Laing, The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being Alone