- A ghetto of words
I have a confession - I firmly believe that a large part of my recent lack of blogging activity is down not to being too busy to write, but too busy to read.
This isn’t to say I haven’t been reading at all - that’s a habit I couldn’t break if I tried - but […]
- Lip(stick)service
I didn’t realize that arts award season was well and truly upon us until my morning skim of the BBC news feed heralded the announcement of this year’s Turner Prize nominees with the usual distancing panache designed to further mystify contemporary art for the general populace. This year’s opening zinger…
An artist who uses make-up and […]
- Idle hands and other essays
I won’t be writing a review of this month’s James North Art Crawl as per my usual practice for the simple reason that I wasn’t in attendance at last Friday’s event. Between the combination of exhibitions being carried over from March and others for which I have already attended openings in the weeks since then, […]
- James North Art Crawl Preview: The selective, self-interested edition
Among the many openings and events bound to make tomorrow night’s Art Crawl particularly brisk are a handful in which my participation was enough of a factor to ensure that I’ll still be out and about that night as usual instead of hosting my first open studio. For the truly curious, my iPhone documentation of […]
- Link: Picasso as Porn Star
I’ve often maintained that it takes a certain colloquialism - not to mention a willingness to ease off some of the sexier phrases one learns at art school - to get the general public engaged in critical art dialogues. There’s merit to be had in bringing art down to a universal level, and clearly Howard […]
- Writing in the snow
Despite this blog’s title, neither of the two links I’m about to throw out here have anything to do with writing your name in the snow by urinating, so if you’re looking for that, you’ll have to try somewhere else.
But if you’re any sort of writer, and especially the sort of writer toiling away north […]
