May 2010 bring everything you wish for!
PS: I am after the purple platforms, the ones with the bow!
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Merry Christmas
The noughties
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. Watched Star [...]
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From perfect lovers to banality
An artist reflects on an artist’s Biennale
Wonderful! Arttra have published my thoughts on the 53rd Venice Biennale here.
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RIP John Hughes
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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Antichrist
I am not sure I really wanted to watch Antichrist. I like Lars von Trier a lot so the kernel of my desire was more wanting to engage in a conversation with him, to see what he had to say after a few years away from us (a few years of illness). I did not [...]
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Lunch with Blahnik
Sometimes, this humble blog sounds like a death blog. All these R.I.P.s, with some personal ones I did not even mention… It is summer and it is time to change the tone, although what I am going to mention also involves death (death, the ultimate seducer, do you remember Baudrillard’s story in Samarkand?). This time, [...]
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Pina RIP
Farewell, beautiful Pina Bausch! My first encounter with Café Muller is one of the most amazing experiences I have ever had.
Here are Neil Bartlett’s accurate words (from an article written for the Guardian in 2005):
‘No theatre was as brutally or as elegantly in the present tense as Bausch’s, no women are more powerful than hers, [...]
Mario Benedetti RIP
Today, I woke up with the news of the death of Mario Benedetti, a Uruguayan poet that accompanied me during and since the tedium of my teenage years, a constant in my life, a voice of dissent, a compromise to politics and literature. He showed me that poetry can make you laugh, really laugh. [...]
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In treatment
The tapping of television into the mystery of the psychotherapy session, into what goes on behind closed doors in the consulting room, was something waiting to happen. TV bosses have funded explorations into the world of gangsters, undertakers and death, the medical body, forensics, mental powers and numerous other enigmatic professions. A while ago, HBO launched In Treatment, a drama starring Gabriel Byrne and focusing on the therapist-patient relation. I have not yet seen much of it (other than youtube’s gifts), as it is not aired in the UK, but the choice of actor delights me. I have a transference relation with Byrne, one that is conflictive, of love and aggression at the same time. He doesn’t remind me of my psychoanalyst in any way, yet he does. He has that listening face.
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