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I did a postcard for Te Tuhi's fundraiser

http://tetuhi.org.nz/whats-on/secretartsale.php

If you were born in London in 880, the name ‘England’ would have meant nothing. Fifty years later it would. How did that happen? Through war. Almost continuous war.
-bernard cornwell

A couple of things: 1) Was it the lack of landscape or the incredible abundance of landscape that messed with his internal chronometer? Quite a lot of people would tell you of having spent hours in a mall and of having walked for miles and miles through its shopping aisles and quaintly-named corridors without having realized it.

And 2) can you design a landscape in which your sense of time is absurdly skewed, wherein you think you've spent an hour fumbling about in the dewy darkness but in actuality you were there for a whole week, perhaps a lot longer? Or vice-versa? The Super-Mall-of-America and the Super-Hospital-Waiting-Room.

 a submission from lucy beech who thinks hes hiding behind his rucksack because hes embarrased about how many tezzies chock naranjas hes got. but more likely hes hiding in case dawn french is walking from the quiet coach to the paranoia inducing auto locking cubicle that says 'please dont flush nappies, sanitary towells, your ex's sweater, goldfish or hopes and dreams down this toilet'

from a man in shoreditch

 this was in the flat, think it belongs to Lucy beech
i read some of it. it was very interesting

 this is scanned from a book called G1 which is a weird graphic design vernacular book project im not sure where its from, its really of its time, whenever that was

these are notes from Bhanu Kapil :

 these are cards that bhanu gave me in a micro ritual

 also from bhanu, an early plan for the performance

 this is from the E exctacy and the dance culture book

 I scanned these from a book about glasgow i found in the corridor in student halls for adults in hackney wikid. i thought the captions were very good

i miss surfing the internet

 

thanks rich for organising this exhibition in Berlin

off to see the queen for a tunnocks

snail empathy

this ones a submission from Mitch Welch on the perpetual highway. keep on truckin' Mitch!

gracias lau