Thought I was being Raptured but turned out I was just fainting.

the guillotine

this is a MUST read.

Pearls.

Would someone like to come over and cook me dinner?

A rapture? In this economy?

Your text body, your choice.

UK recognises Palestine as an independent state

Profoundly and unattractively smug* to announce that I’m off to Banff for the Deep Winter Residency in January 2026. What a way to start a new year** 🎉 *actually can’t believe it! **if there is one 🤞

Share your mood for the weekend

Date night at the village library.

- flashes of you behind my eyelids, my own electric skin,

I would like to spend tomorrow (today) in the studio but alas, I have Comice pears to take to my Mama and an evening date at the local library. Perhaps on Sunday.

Out to the opening of Luke Jerram’s Tipping Point. 🤷‍♀️

September 19. The crimsoning vine, the crimson (thug) fuchsia, the rambling courgette, all the reds and golds. A robin screeches threats from the greengage tree. Soon, the equinox and the descent into the dark. But for now we bask: warm, satiated, drowsy. It’s beautiful. 🌱

Autocorrect up to its old tricks. (For @alinaetc.bsky.social)

My hair is looking pretty, let’s go out to lunch.

if a human has ever looked hotter i need to know

'What does the lover demand from the body of the beloved in order to secure certainty. Little things. Eternity.' the divine Alina @alinaetc.bsky.social This is a fabulous interview by @monalisavitti.bsky.social, I need more

Soon.

A kind of #synthesis, when our eyes touch. My skin greens and becomes a keening pulp. I swallow it, sap-like and bitter as yellow pine. That’s the nature of it, to make one’s face a smooth and papery mask even as leaves sprout from your hair, telegraphing your predicament to birds and all. #vss365

It’s the Most Wonderful Time of Year! I’ll be on site on Sat 25th for any friends who are visiting, happy to have spending my pocket money interrupted for coffee etc.

Battle doomscrolling by posting 5 Small pleasures in life. 1. Sliding into a warm bed on a cold night 2. A cup of tea at Perfect Drinking Temperature 3. Sea air 4. Being able to help someone quickly and easily 5. Daydreaming

Dear friends, would anyone like two tickets to see The Beta Band at the Roundhouse in London on Friday October 3rd, or know someone who deserves a little treat? I can't use them unfortunately 😭 and i'd like to treat someone else.

First time round the lake since my surgery, immense progress!

Goodbye to one of my favourites 💔

Fully excellent post courtesy of @joshuarothes.bsky.social / NOT IMMUNE FROM POLITICS

Dear friends, would anyone like two tickets to see The Beta Band at the Roundhouse in London on Friday October 3rd, or know someone who deserves a little treat? I can't use them unfortunately 😭 and i'd like to treat someone else.

i also think that i'm not a collector, mainly because the things i *do* collect are for work things (lenses and imaging devices) but then i remember that I do collect autochromes (plates only, not prints) and strange things that are unconnected yet connect in my mind. And antique bed linens.

Thinking about when people drop the ‘I’ in communications - both saying something personal and refusing its intimacy at once.

Fully excellent post courtesy of @joshuarothes.bsky.social / NOT IMMUNE FROM POLITICS

Me + Damisch

E. M. Cioran, The Trouble with Being Born

Dreamt of the aftermath of Katrina.

Roof update: the old flat roof is now a new (higher) pitched roof, and the old back wall now has a clear storey window in it. #Renovation

Slept late, dreamt about mist and lichen and the velocity of water. Cropped some pears.

The utter bliss of a heated blanket.

Dessert mode ACTIVATE: Best pie: peach Best ice cream: pear sorbet with a shout-out for Berthillon’s redcurrant Best donut: the one you have fresh at the seaside, rolled in sugar Best bar: home made cherry Best cake: spiced apple Best other: baklava

It’s the village 1940s Day : cosplayers and a fantastic live band, stalls, food trucks, dancers, a fly-past, surprisingly diverse. Meanwhile the fucking far-right are demo-ing in London. (🤢) The irony is not lost on me.

The subject of Inger Christensen’s The Painted Room, an experimental novel about Mantegna - just reissued in English by New Directions. You can read my review in @apollo-magazine.com here apollo-magazine.com/the-painted-...

Arnica bath, lots of violet tea, catching up on the week with my sweetheart, catching up on the show socials, reading filth, pottering in the studio with some concertina books.

Living with someone who is completely offline. And also, i think, being online since the 90s.

Diva flowers from my students tonight 🥹

TONIGHT: 13 Beautiful Horses at The Leicester Gallery from 6-8! The show is up!

by the quality of the light alone.

ooh, so sad to be missing the Hans Op De Beeck show at Templon.