Here is a selection of clay pipes which I had the pleasure of seeing at a friends house near Barnsley. They are a very small part of an immense collection, not particularly of clay pipes but of minerals, bottles, disease from the industrial past. They have been brought together by a man who coming from […]
Pubs are closing everywhere and at an astonishing rate. Their signs are going down and for sale signs going up all over the place. I was passing this pub near Mosborough and took a photo of the sign. I wonder where they all go? There is I assume a collector somewhere with a warehouse full […]
I went on a tour of the Ruskin Gallery and stores with Louise Pullen curator and archivist of the Ruskin Collection.
This is the second of this style painting I’ve seen around. My friend Steve told me that there are are a series of 12 of them and they were, indeed, made by a particular church. He suggested that they were a set of stages of the cross but this one wouldn’t fit that description. It […]
Driving back with the kids they asked “Can we go and see Phlegm?” So we did and two of them came out to see what was going on. A man was there wearing a mask, or with it round his neck, a protection mask for spray paint. I asked which bit he was doing. The […]
This appears during Tuesday. Phlegm is building a machine that is holding the other pieces together, suspending them in mid air.
This is there on Monday evening. Doesn’t look like Phlegm I think. Could he have been taking the piss out of my middle class sensibilities?
I stopped and asked what they were doing. “It’s Phlegm, we’re getting it ready for him, we’re just mates”
Below is part of a reply I made to a friend who is concerned with collaboration in socially engaged arts practice. The idea of “(a)rt becoming at least in the west more democratic” (perhaps) is an expression of it not being even possibly democratic.
I was out walking on Tuesday, well, I stopped the car and clambered into a small wasteland, once the site of pigeon lofts.