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This pieces is a humourous stab at cultural
analysis, that thrives on cheapness of form and wrong
headed value. I have compiled pictures and writing from
my archives that I hope communicate and irritate. I want to open up the awkward silences of daily life with cold forcepts and shine a failing torch into the corners where what you really think is hiding. Beneath our broadsheet sychouancy and our automatic YBA a fantastic world of possibility is glinting : even if that world sees the accidental extiction of our species, tear off your blinkers and smell the new dawn! |