Monthly Archives: October 2016

The Contempt Count Rises…

I used to think I was my own worst critic, then I went online. It turns out I am merely the most methodical. (below is an exercise in showing the mental processes of someone who doesn’t take criticism well. I … Continue reading

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And Lucifer Bid them to look at the Walls – Birmingham

I love the chutzpah of any municipal gallery that confronts you with a statue of Lucifer as you walk in. Birmingham is another of those under-praised midlands destinations with an oft-derided accent. I have no idea why the Birmingham accent … Continue reading

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Long Live the New flesh..and the old Flesh…and the tattooed flesh – York Art Gallery

I am not happy with my flesh. Who is? One of my earliest stand up routines revolved around my breasts and the hatred of having to go topless in PE lessons. (it had a punchline involving “my sister’s cock” and … Continue reading

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Are You Sure this is the Best Way into the Valley of Death…

This blog post is a lesson. It shows you what happens when you have an idea on the 9:45 from Berkhamsted, but you don’t write it out until you are on the 13:00 to York. Standing, watching a succession of people fail to get … Continue reading

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My Charlatan Status is Restored – The Turner Prize

As I was drying my hands in the Tate Britain, I realised that I was more mesmerised by the blue light projected on my knuckles by the hand dryer than by anything I had seen at the Turner Prize exhibition. … Continue reading

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The Boys in the Band

“You shouldn’t wear heels when you do chin ups” Would some people still consider The Boys in The Band a “gay play” and therefore mainly of interest to gay men, in much the same way as Ionesco’s Rhinoceros is mainly … Continue reading

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Continue the Experiment – just letting the bad thoughts out of my skull

One of my intermittent acts of trepanning on the train.  “Imagination, working at full strength, can shake us out of our fatal, adoring self absorption and make us look up and see – with terror or with relief – that … Continue reading

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