Backshack studio: Hope’s not on the map
It’s one o’clock in the afternoon and it seems like everyone is drunk. Not a let-the-good-times-roll drunk. A fatigued drunk, stupified drunk. The kind of drunk that comes from drinking … Read More
It’s one o’clock in the afternoon and it seems like everyone is drunk. Not a let-the-good-times-roll drunk. A fatigued drunk, stupified drunk. The kind of drunk that comes from drinking … Read More
The kind of love that I was interested in, that my characters long for intuitively, is the only kind of love that could liberate them from that horrible legacy of … Read More
The gallery space is filled with the body in motion. It’s an interesting scene – a series of screens surrounding a silvered plinth. Light flickers off the walls, figures posture … Read More
Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests. I’ll dig with it. – Seamus Heaney There are tears by the time Wezile Harmans finishes his performance. Left in … Read More
“It happens all the time, I’ll get tagged in a photograph by an influencer who’s posing with the work. Then I get all these new followers!” The artist Usha Seejarim … Read More