Look at me / (don’t look at me) / Look at me / (don’t look at me) / Look at…
Once I went to a nightclub with some friends. I bought a ticket in advance because I still carry this…
The first episode of The Inkling Podcast is live! As well as Spreaker, you can find us on iTunes, Stitcher and Soundcloud. The podcast is an audio-essay…
All art since the Shoah has been ethically contested, and art taking the Holocaust as its object occupies uniquely unstable…
The privileging of ‘hard news’ – national and global politics, business and financial markets – has mired journalism in the…
At Lunchtime GMT, 15 January this year, I watched Tim Peake’s spacewalk. Like many live transmissions, the first venture into…
“Real artists rarely wear bags on their heads.” So wrote Jonathan Jones, the Guardian’s art critic, of Shia LaBeouf’s first performance…
Country shade and lemonade Guess I’m slowing down It’s a turned back world With a local girl In a smaller…
For a show that ended 12 years ago people really do talk about Friends constantly, don’t they? At the moment…
And it pains me to say, I was wrong. Love is not a symptom of time time is just a…
In July of this year Marvel Studios released the superhero-heist caper Antman. In the film, a penniless thief played by comedy-millionaire Paul…
When Shelagh Delaney’s play A Taste of Honey premiered in 1957, it was remarkable for its abrupt rejection of the…
Last year I was walking along a beach towards a Martello tower, when I saw a figure perched on its…
The link, in its own abrupt, taciturn way, perhaps brings the Academy into dialogue with this group of buildings. Might…
‘Somehow, you just vanish.’ These are the words of Kristin Scott Thomas, who said in an interview with The Telegraph…
The artist David Wojnarowicz recalls, in a 1989 essay he wrote after his HIV diagnosis, a time he spent ‘standing…
