skywritings

‘I shall purloin no valuables, appropriate no ingenious formulations. But show the rags, the refuse – these I will not inventory but allow, ...

'You gather things up like a person who leaves a burning house, which means very randomly ... I am not seeking an answer. I just want to...

'A tea time drunk weaving his way down Old Compton Street in the blinding sun stops me, and with a smile says, "Son, I want to ...

When I last saw G, my neighbour in Western Australia, he was in his early eighties. A delightful, sensitive man who had once been an enginee...

‘Say weather take this adult from its box’ (Robertson 2001:14) In those art practices that most engage me, there is always weather. An env...