If their brief was for ppl to switch off their radios, it looks like they’re succeeding. Friday Night Is Music Night is an absolute horror, stuff of nightmares. Never turned off the radio so quickly in my life.

There’s even a song for that…

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Will definitely watch the film :) I keep recommending the series, so good. The way they introduced his fiction in the story was one of the best parts (well thought out, fun, creepy, scary, organic, not gimmicky). Cinematography just gorgeous, only a few small reservations.

How does it compare to Schalko’s series? (I liked it, some special moments there)

When I asked Christopher Riopelle about Bullfight, he spoke of his surprise at the impact this work was having on gallery visitors. One year after painting it, Cross went back to those two heads, this time in resplendent watercolour. The Museum Barberini houses both works 2/2

Ha, so is the 🦠 lol 🌱 🦙 🌱 🌱

I hear you. Hope you find a way around this (aren’t llamas entitled to sick days? 😉)

Sending healing vibes! Loads of rest during and after the acute phase, probiotics wouldn’t hurt, and whatever it takes not to catch it again (it s*cks). Best of luck 🍀

Five minutes of an autumnal walk 2/2

I remember Natalie Scenters-Zapico drawing on blank postcards all the time during her Windham Campbell Prize Festival video interview. Language always text & image & now miniature theatre under a tightly closed lid, invisible to all but me 6/6

uterine linings and clots. Does an enamel heart bleed? Red frames this Altoids tin lid that my eyes keep trying to open, half expecting the miniature warrior archangel to pop up. 5/6

In the closing verses the velvet thread returns, puncturing & pulling shirt cloth before turning into roses. I had painted those 2nd-verse threads — and the penultimate-verse roses — red, a colour never named but always present: in flames, bloody soil and Mexican histories, 4/6

The poem drips down the page with mourning & crumbling & resilience, going from plastic & paper to body parts that break and heal without a cast. St Michael’s metallic altar box paves the way to a reliquary of clots, the only object the woman in the poem can afford to carry. 3/6

biting a cracked enamel heart after having opened a torrent of flames made out of tissue paper. I had no idea what size Altoids boxes were, but everything, the saint’s plastic figurine included, suggested not too big. 2/6

There was a window before Brexit was fully ratified when EU countries still allowed you to apply (also a dual national, managed to do it then), but yes, now you’d need your country’s permission. A German friend recently got her British passport after following this route, so feasible.

Yes, and the only reason I decided to do it. But I’ve always been aware there is no safety — any country can go after dual nationals and there’s already talk of that.

It was very special, and so were your notes. I was sitting next to a couple of people who were not used to this kind of programme. They were very taken by it and we had a great chat about the music. Love when that happens.

A superb concert. Bookended by Boulez’s Anthèmes, Barenboim (switching from violin to viola during the 2nd half) played works by living composers with roots in 2 cultures. Gilbert Nouno took care of the live electronics. Very happy I didn’t fight the last-minute impulse and bought that ticket 3/3