The Unspeaking ‘Thing’: A Review of Rowan Evans’s freak red.
The flânerie of the fox into the urban metropolis is a ‘fleeting’ shuddering; the gentle yet petrifying chaos during the quiet hours, the disorientating pangs of tongue that lick the night-time air, the sound that reverberates from the ‘chatter of a beggar’s teeth’ in Artaud’s words.
Samuel Stolton on Rowan Evans‘s poetry chapbook, freak red.
Jean Genet: Prisoner of Love
The Whitechapel Gallery Book now £9.50/7.50 concs Thursday 14 April, 7pm Zilkha Auditorium Monday Closed Tuesday 11am–6pm Wednesday 11am–6pm Thursday 11am–9pm Friday 11am–6pm Saturday 11am–6pm Sunday 11am–6pm One of the most distinctive artists of the 20th century, Jean Genet’s life and work is celebrated through a discussion with Genet’s biographer, cultural critic Stephen Barber, and […]
Billy Childish: The House at Grass Valley Exhibition
7th April – 14th May 2016 Preview: Wednesday 6th April, 6-8pm
Talking to the Dead
In the current American climate, while Donald Trump lunges for the White House by ranting from platforms, screens, and newsfeeds against the women, the immigrants, the refugees who must be identical with his contempt for their differences from him, as if a word matched its referent, always without slippage, I talk to the dead. To two long gone, especially: to Virginia Woolf and Plato, their resonances stretched across the millennia separating them.