Art at the End of the World

Today I drove over the A65 to meet my friends Ange and Loren to experience something I named Art at the End of the World, though the official title of the installation we had gone to see is Harmonic Fields. This performance involved: A wind-orchestra positioned on the top of a Yorkshire moor which isContinue reading “Art at the End of the World”

On Citation and Disabled Memory

I’ve been thinking a lot this year about citation, and the power of including others’ words alongside your own. About what happens when you have the privilege of audience, even if just for a moment, and what responsibilities we have in that. I’m always thinking about this in some way, but I’ve been thinking aboutContinue reading “On Citation and Disabled Memory”