little fictions
attraction
I decided to fall in love with you.
It wasn't a difficult decision to make.
Your obsession with sewing yourself into your clothes meant we'd always have something interesting to talk about.
I'm ok.
growing up
When I was a boy I wanted to be a man
Now that I'm a man, I want to be a boy.
Soon I'll want be a girl.
you
If it wasn't for you, I'd be with you.
drinking
Too drunk to draw... too drawn to drink.
sometimes
Sometimes it's enough to see your name in my inbox. It makes me feel warm, excited, happy.
Sometimes it's not enough... mostly it's not enough.
reasons for liking a place
Because it's warm
Because it's far away
Because it’s so beautiful
Because you can hide there
Because her dress brushed your legs
Natalie's dresses
You gave me the list you wrote of all the dresses you had. I was amazed. You had a name for all of them.
I still keep safe number 34, Martyn's dress.
watching
Watching a film is a real experience of a fiction.
Watching the news is a fictional experience of reality, maybe.
quietly
Having become a quieter version of the person you used to be, you decide not to speak except to ask for more time to consider the response to what you shouted at Natalie.
Get dressed quietly and come home.
location
when I'm there, I wish I was here
and when I'm here I want to be there
escape 2
escape from the one of you, you know needs sadness, to be the one that does not
the memory of the colour yellow is there anyway
lies about objects
cameras are soft
mountains are brown
sequences
We expect a structure from a sequence and if there is no apparent structure then we put one in place.
We expect a function from a sequence and if there is no apparent function then we put one in place.
We expect a narrative from a sequence and if there is no apparent narrative then we put one in place.
Seeing is changing, nothing is real.
Meaning occurs.
drawing
drawing makes you live longer
drawing makes you more beautiful
a Spanish dining room
jasmine and chandeliers
occasional sunlight
your eyes
individuality
there is only one Natalie
cake
beer is my cake
drink
Too drunk to draw... too drawn to drink
fatigue
I'm tired of things, beautiful things
memory
I remember the time when in order to see you, I didn't have to close my eyes
escape
now that I've found you, let's get lost
art theory
theories can only be about others' work or one's own in retrospect, or wishful thinking (Elizabeth Bishop)
hunting
there are new things to say and think and do. find them
ordinary things
ordinary things are amazing
familiarity
we are familiar with the things we forget
things we are
lost
awake
small
documentation
authentic fiction
cheap
I bought the dress because it was cheap.
I've never worn the dress because it was cheap (Zuli Stannard)
travel
more things happen when you move around and if you live a long time
at home I feel like a tourist
beauty
beautiful is boring
worst thing
I can't think of anything worse after a night of drinking than waking up next to someone and not being able to remember their name, or how you met, or why they are dead
familiarity
we are familiar with the things we forget
intimacy
you can tell a stranger anything
self expression
sometimes when you have something really important to say, it's better to keep your mouth shut
truth
truth is a beautiful lie
speed
most people do most things too fast
three types of student
the ones that work with their coats on
the ones that work with their coats off
the ones that work with their shoes off
writing
writing is drawing, drawing isn't writing
a beautiful lie
i love you
seeing
seeing is forgetting the name of the thing one sees (Paul Valéry)
health
Darwin said nothing about the survival of the fattest
perfect word
everythingaboutnatalie
camera
the camera makes everyone a tourist in the other people’s reality, and eventually one’s own (Susan Sontag)
stories
stories only happen to those who can tell them (Paul Auster)
quiet things
the sound of your eyes closing
3 girls
the one you want
the one who wants you
the one who's interesting
reality
reality is what we choose to experience... sometimes
Charlotte
sometimes
sometimes Charlie
sometimes Charley
sometimes Lottie
astonishing things
Santa Maria del Mar, Barcelona
little birds that can pronounce the word 'love'
Portrait of Bia The illegitimte daughter of Cosimo I de' Medici by Agnolo Bronzini.
Charlotte sometimes
my love
my love for you is not like friendship
La Vaporetta
'La Vaporetta' is remarkable in the context of the contemporary analysis of post-modern reflection on17th century values.
It was made by Cosimo Lippi and was commissioned as gift to the city of Venice by Paulo Maldini of Bologne, for the supply of drinking water at the time of the infamous drought in the summer of 1671.
It is evident that the form and Machiavellian structure suggest an autonomy of relationships or juxtapositions between aspects of two specific and heavily mediated dichotomies. The relocation of narrative in the context of a new and radical discourse of commodification, or of course a reaction against it, is both obvious and shocking.
When Baudrillard said, "Welcome to the desert of the real," he wasn't joking.
Laurenet L'Ager, 'The Art of Venice: A New Perspective and Critical Analysis'. Oxford Press (2002)
Spain
the memory of the colour yellow
juxtaposition
juxtaposition
juxtaposition
juxtaposition
strategies
displace and relocate the narrative
present narrative and non-narrative together in the same place
explore the shifting in and out of authorship
explore the shifting in and out of intimacy
sabotage the logic of the list
drink some beer
faith
I doubt it
relocation
As the renaissance mist cleared above the train station, the relocation of narrative became apparent
escape
Fly away Peter
Fly away Paul
I can't move my legs
I'm late
hope
Waiting for something to happen
Expecting a new sensation
yellow girl
Xanthie Citron
indecision
indecision is my enemy
Natalie
A tale, a lie, naturally
Russia
My cold heart
predictive text
eat fat
lips kiss
relationships
Our relationships with cities are like our relationships with people; both are discovered physically,
emotionally and psychologically. We explore each with our senses, our minds and with our hearts.
We try to understand the physical structure and the emotional territory that unfolds in our wanderings.
We are tourists.
We touch, taste, see, smell and listen. We navigate. We know. We get lost, we find ourselves at home.
History and circumstance colour our understanding, and we construct meaning and value from
what we experience. Only the city has a guidebook. Only the city has a map.
Things are complicated.
representation
what does a representation say about absence?
listen
listen to your eyes closing
illusion
the desire for meaning makes us susceptible to illusion
the back of your hand
It's been a long time.
The things i have done since December 2009 i could write on the back of your hand, or over every page of every book you own (depending on the detail)
I moved house
Someone died
The walls shook
I grew my hair out
I stopped eating fish
I got a job and lost it
I travel on the trains that takes me furthest away
I can't stop moving.
otherness
“To live with the other, with the foreigner, confronts us with the possibility ....of being an other.
It is not simply a matter - humanistically - of our aptitude for accepting the other, but of being
in his or her place, which amounts to thinking of oneself and making oneself other than oneself.”
Julia Kristeva Estrangers A Nous-Memes (1998).
I decided to fall in love with you.
It wasn't a difficult decision to make.
Your obsession with sewing yourself into your clothes meant we'd always have something interesting to talk about.
I'm ok.
growing up
When I was a boy I wanted to be a man
Now that I'm a man, I want to be a boy.
Soon I'll want be a girl.
you
If it wasn't for you, I'd be with you.
drinking
Too drunk to draw... too drawn to drink.
sometimes
Sometimes it's enough to see your name in my inbox. It makes me feel warm, excited, happy.
Sometimes it's not enough... mostly it's not enough.
reasons for liking a place
Because it's warm
Because it's far away
Because it’s so beautiful
Because you can hide there
Because her dress brushed your legs
Natalie's dresses
You gave me the list you wrote of all the dresses you had. I was amazed. You had a name for all of them.
I still keep safe number 34, Martyn's dress.
watching
Watching a film is a real experience of a fiction.
Watching the news is a fictional experience of reality, maybe.
quietly
Having become a quieter version of the person you used to be, you decide not to speak except to ask for more time to consider the response to what you shouted at Natalie.
Get dressed quietly and come home.
location
when I'm there, I wish I was here
and when I'm here I want to be there
escape 2
escape from the one of you, you know needs sadness, to be the one that does not
the memory of the colour yellow is there anyway
lies about objects
cameras are soft
mountains are brown
sequences
We expect a structure from a sequence and if there is no apparent structure then we put one in place.
We expect a function from a sequence and if there is no apparent function then we put one in place.
We expect a narrative from a sequence and if there is no apparent narrative then we put one in place.
Seeing is changing, nothing is real.
Meaning occurs.
drawing
drawing makes you live longer
drawing makes you more beautiful
a Spanish dining room
jasmine and chandeliers
occasional sunlight
your eyes
individuality
there is only one Natalie
cake
beer is my cake
drink
Too drunk to draw... too drawn to drink
fatigue
I'm tired of things, beautiful things
memory
I remember the time when in order to see you, I didn't have to close my eyes
escape
now that I've found you, let's get lost
art theory
theories can only be about others' work or one's own in retrospect, or wishful thinking (Elizabeth Bishop)
hunting
there are new things to say and think and do. find them
ordinary things
ordinary things are amazing
familiarity
we are familiar with the things we forget
things we are
lost
awake
small
documentation
authentic fiction
cheap
I bought the dress because it was cheap.
I've never worn the dress because it was cheap (Zuli Stannard)
travel
more things happen when you move around and if you live a long time
at home I feel like a tourist
beauty
beautiful is boring
worst thing
I can't think of anything worse after a night of drinking than waking up next to someone and not being able to remember their name, or how you met, or why they are dead
familiarity
we are familiar with the things we forget
intimacy
you can tell a stranger anything
self expression
sometimes when you have something really important to say, it's better to keep your mouth shut
truth
truth is a beautiful lie
speed
most people do most things too fast
three types of student
the ones that work with their coats on
the ones that work with their coats off
the ones that work with their shoes off
writing
writing is drawing, drawing isn't writing
a beautiful lie
i love you
seeing
seeing is forgetting the name of the thing one sees (Paul Valéry)
health
Darwin said nothing about the survival of the fattest
perfect word
everythingaboutnatalie
camera
the camera makes everyone a tourist in the other people’s reality, and eventually one’s own (Susan Sontag)
stories
stories only happen to those who can tell them (Paul Auster)
quiet things
the sound of your eyes closing
3 girls
the one you want
the one who wants you
the one who's interesting
reality
reality is what we choose to experience... sometimes
Charlotte
sometimes
sometimes Charlie
sometimes Charley
sometimes Lottie
astonishing things
Santa Maria del Mar, Barcelona
little birds that can pronounce the word 'love'
Portrait of Bia The illegitimte daughter of Cosimo I de' Medici by Agnolo Bronzini.
Charlotte sometimes
my love
my love for you is not like friendship
La Vaporetta
'La Vaporetta' is remarkable in the context of the contemporary analysis of post-modern reflection on17th century values.
It was made by Cosimo Lippi and was commissioned as gift to the city of Venice by Paulo Maldini of Bologne, for the supply of drinking water at the time of the infamous drought in the summer of 1671.
It is evident that the form and Machiavellian structure suggest an autonomy of relationships or juxtapositions between aspects of two specific and heavily mediated dichotomies. The relocation of narrative in the context of a new and radical discourse of commodification, or of course a reaction against it, is both obvious and shocking.
When Baudrillard said, "Welcome to the desert of the real," he wasn't joking.
Laurenet L'Ager, 'The Art of Venice: A New Perspective and Critical Analysis'. Oxford Press (2002)
Spain
the memory of the colour yellow
juxtaposition
juxtaposition
juxtaposition
juxtaposition
strategies
displace and relocate the narrative
present narrative and non-narrative together in the same place
explore the shifting in and out of authorship
explore the shifting in and out of intimacy
sabotage the logic of the list
drink some beer
faith
I doubt it
relocation
As the renaissance mist cleared above the train station, the relocation of narrative became apparent
escape
Fly away Peter
Fly away Paul
I can't move my legs
I'm late
hope
Waiting for something to happen
Expecting a new sensation
yellow girl
Xanthie Citron
indecision
indecision is my enemy
Natalie
A tale, a lie, naturally
Russia
My cold heart
predictive text
eat fat
lips kiss
relationships
Our relationships with cities are like our relationships with people; both are discovered physically,
emotionally and psychologically. We explore each with our senses, our minds and with our hearts.
We try to understand the physical structure and the emotional territory that unfolds in our wanderings.
We are tourists.
We touch, taste, see, smell and listen. We navigate. We know. We get lost, we find ourselves at home.
History and circumstance colour our understanding, and we construct meaning and value from
what we experience. Only the city has a guidebook. Only the city has a map.
Things are complicated.
representation
what does a representation say about absence?
listen
listen to your eyes closing
illusion
the desire for meaning makes us susceptible to illusion
the back of your hand
It's been a long time.
The things i have done since December 2009 i could write on the back of your hand, or over every page of every book you own (depending on the detail)
I moved house
Someone died
The walls shook
I grew my hair out
I stopped eating fish
I got a job and lost it
I travel on the trains that takes me furthest away
I can't stop moving.
otherness
“To live with the other, with the foreigner, confronts us with the possibility ....of being an other.
It is not simply a matter - humanistically - of our aptitude for accepting the other, but of being
in his or her place, which amounts to thinking of oneself and making oneself other than oneself.”
Julia Kristeva Estrangers A Nous-Memes (1998).
