He cannot talk to his father about Our Library of the Future, but even if he could, I don’t know if he would be able to. There is a (radical?) softness to his openness to the flow of books from here to there, not to mention my presence as a narrator of sorts, that questions […]
Hey you, yes you, in your BBQ/BEER/FREEDOM shirt, with your mask under your mouth, screaming at the world from my Twitter feed, I have created you to object to whatever is happening here at an unfinished exhibition. If everything turns out well (Hope is the Rarest Bird). Still if everything does turn out well, if […]
“A Fiesta for Life against Death, 11th September 2001,” photographed by me (sic) sometime in 2003 in Hackney, East London.