Herr Lehmann resembled Kafka. He looked less like Kafka at first but more like Kafka as I came to know him. He was Kafka-esque though not in that sense, the sense of being horrifyingly bureaucratic – which he was, though this is not the reason – but in the sense that his face seemed, for … Continue reading Fragments: Herr Lehmann’s Pond In Baden-Baden
And then we had lost each other within the trees. The moment slipped away as quickly as her shadow, passing onwards through the breeze. I craved the warmth of the Château Haut-Barr once more, leaves falling through the cracks in its walls, our souls simply kindling for the hungry fire to burn. But I was … Continue reading Fragments: On A Hillside Near Château Haut-Barr
Like last year, I have tried to keep up with enough new releases to eventually have something say at the end of the year. And exactly like last year, I have virtually failed to see ten new releases that I've actually enjoyed. I quietly accepted once again that, with some notable exceptions, new digital films … Continue reading 2017 Review
A few months back, I visited the retrospective of Vanessa Bell’s paintings at Dulwich Picture Gallery. The exhibition is still ongoing and an essential visit for anyone with a passion for those strange groups of English rebels that seemed to flourish in the arts around the Fin de siècle. It confirmed for me Bell’s position … Continue reading Responses: Virginia Woolf (1912) – Vanessa Bell
On the 21st of January, over 100,000 people marched through London in solidarity with women against the hatred currently being espoused by the recently inaugurated president of the USA. This was alongside many other marches globally, especially in America, of unprecedented numbers of people; showing their resistance against what is effectively a newly elected fascist … Continue reading Wanders:Women’s March London – Walking As Dissent
There’s something oddly beautiful about spam. Like many websites, mine gets its fair share of random, ridiculous comments. Though it also gets the occasional troll (only last week, a genuine commenter “felt shame on my behalf” for an article) my greatest enjoyment comes from the spam comments. Is this odd? When reading large swathes of … Continue reading The Strange Language of Spam.