My conversations with the nightworkers were all charming, generous and full of good humour. I thought it would be coffee, cigs and grumpiness but it’s a different world. Emptier roads means different geographies, 24hr café’s a different diet, less background … Continue reading
The last day before conversion into a Morrisons. St James’s St. Kemptown. Brighton.
This year I have spent too much time sorting out exhibitions and being frustrated by (still) dormant landlords, agents and owners of empty shops. When the Photofringe asked if I was doing another exhibition I decided that it would be … Continue reading
Noam C being beamed down. I was too far away for my mobile phone to capture the finer details.
According to my trainer, a Cable Pull Through is a harsh exercise involving a column of weights. Gavin says that it’s a bit embarrassing to do in the gym, but that nothing is better for firming up the hams. In … Continue reading
Cycling around central Paris last summer I whizzed past a large wall plastered with photos. Some sort of official document and passport style portraits. It was dark, I was hungry. The next day I went back. The wall was in … Continue reading
A series of readings and performances of scenes from the plays of the New Factory of the Eccentric Actor. A commemoration to the life of one our friends and benefactors, John Retty, who died earlier in the year.
One year, in the gap between Christmas and new years, I went to see Midnight Cowboy. Going to see a film is always a good antidote to festive indulgence. It was freezing outside. The heating didn’t seem to have been … Continue reading
An intervention as part of ‘A Journey through U’. Curated by Same Sky at Phoenix Gallery, Brighton. 20th Feb -28th March 2010.