instead of being an writer-cum-artist, why not be a writer/cum artist?
tracey emin, endless comfort
my best friend’s house from my house
just read an interview equating writing with ‘tapping into what is latent’; I thought my essay was totally shambolic but reading it aloud in company the others drew out links, references, subtleties that I hadn’t even noticed I was including
Dennis Oppenheim | United States 1938–2011 | Field guard (from ‘The power tool’ series) 1989
this is a fun thing to be paid to write
- Chenghao Lee
- James Goodchild
It was still dark at ten in the morning. It was very cold. I read the ecological facts on a plastic noticeboard. The corners were peeling off in curls. People on the other side of the crater were black silhouettes on dark blue. We threw rocks down but couldn’t crack the frozen ice. We got back in the car and turned up the heat. Rested my cheek on H’s damp coat collar.