This looks so interesting. Love. Love, that eternal question. How do we chose our love objects? Where does adult love come from?
This conference investigates adult love by bringing together the worlds of psychoanalysis, literature, and performance. The most sublime, exhilarating and painful of emotions, love puzzles the intellect and almost defies description. It motivates the best and worst of us, overwhelming us with the ferocity of its demands, while thwarted love and perverse love are at the heart of much violent behaviour and neurotic suffering.
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It may be conceded to the mathematicians that four is twice two. But two is not twice one; two is two thousand times one. That is why, in spite of a hundred disadvantages, the world will always return to monogamy. G. K. Chesterton, The Man Who Was Thursday.
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It is an honour to have a short article on kissing in photography published in the same issue as a discussion on HBO’s TV show ‘In Treatment’ and the rise of internet sex. Read the article here (PDF 1.7MB).
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A very interesting course at Tate Modern. I would so love to have the resources to teach something like this: Led by Lucy Scholes and Richard Martin 10.30-16.00 on 5 June only 10.30-13.00 all the other sessions Combining film, literary and psychoanalytic theory, this six-week course explores the fascinating theoretical connections within the work of [...]
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May 2010 bring everything you wish for! PS: I am after the purple platforms, the ones with the bow!
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2000: Moved from Manchester to Sheffield. Met Hayley and Oli and Stuart who took me to the pub. Finished BA. Met Neil. Got attacked by a goose. Moved to London. Started MA. 2001: Westminster Bridge Road. Depression. Finished MA. Started work in academia. Lost ability to make art. Won Mr and Mrs competition. 2002: Tooting. [...]
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Wonderful! Arttra have published my thoughts on the 53rd Venice Biennale here.
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Yes, another RIP. I skipped Merce Cunningham’s because I thought I would get a reputation. You see, self consciousness has been on a high, lately, due to my creative writing (this endless chapter 3) and the fact that, this week, two people greeted me with ‘hey, I was showing your blog to my wife…’ I [...]
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