We are looking for an Operations Manager to join the team here in Seyðisfjörður! Must speak Icelandic and English: alfred.is/starf/framkv...

'a space for reverberance' - An article by the LungA Radio School commissioned by the ICRN (Independent Community Radio Network - icrn.live) soundcloud.com/seydisfjordu...

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Applications for the Fall ART Program have now closed, but there is a 'wait list' for late applications in case you missed it and a space opens up: lungaschool.is/en

DEADLINE for applications for the Fall Art programme this Thursday! The programme will run September 28th - December 18th 2026. You can apply through our website (lungaschool.is) and if you have any questions please send us an email. We are very very excited to read your applications. ❤️

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Gonna spend this morning watching my phone battery run itself into the ground and then hide the phone for 2026

I stood up to get off a bus in South London in the late '90s, whereapon a stranger took hold of my hand before realising that I was not the person, wearing a very similar coat, standing behind me. After a protracted moment of silent mutual confusion, we all left the bus as if nothing had occurred.

My daughter has friends around, all speaking a language I do not understand. I wait for them to leave and then walk through the debris: torn bank notes, a smouldering flag, the head of a crow sown to the body of a seal, a half drunk goblet of human tears.

A comments book response to a group art exhibition that I curated when I lived in the UK. The response read: "The worst exhibition I have ever seen. Ugly and stupid." I googled their name, and they were 80 years old. Which, I guess, is likely to be a lot of exhibitions.

My 6yo has announced that she wishes to be vegetarian, which makes me immensely proud for two reasons. Firstly, her argument is about not causing animals suffering, and secondly, her announcement came the precise moment we serve up a very meat-heavy Estonia Christmas dinner. So... a punk vegetarian.

Austin (of the Flat Earth Film Festival) has made this wonderful film about Seyðisfjörður for Le Guess Who? 🤍

Tidying up the house, I found a 3 CD boxed set of Gregorian chants. It is suddenly the early '90s again. I feel the need to source some random joss sticks, a ghutrah, and some bell-bottomed jeans ragged at the hem.

Dammit there is always something important I forget to put in the news letter.

When I wrote my PhD and when I wrote books and also other things besides, I would add the word 'BANANAS' into any place that I knew I would need to go back and check before publication. The ol' Ctrl+f BANANAS find. But it always made me want to write something about bananas someday.

A panel: (School of the Commons @schoolofcommons.bsky.social / LungA School @lungaschool.bsky.social / Strother School of Radical Attention @schoolofattention.bsky.social / NØ SCHOOL NEVERS / School of Machines @schoolofma.bsky.social)

Hi fans. I've something playing on Resonance Extra today just before 2pm UK time as part of CRiSAP's 'a mixtape to the future'. (I've also a film opening today's programme at the Flat Earth Film Festival, but if you're not in Seyðisfjörður then: 💀, so forget it) Let's all have a great day, right?

I have stacked up a series of dominios running into 2026... write a text that becomes a journal article that becomes a workshop that becomes an exhibition... but it only one of these were to fail ⚰️

Hi, cyberfriends. So the 'my little buttercup' song from The Three Amigos just sprang unbidden into my waking mind direct from the id, and now I wanna watch that film. But I'm scared because I haven't seen it since the '80s. Is it... okay?

Watering the heather with our breath and sweat (from the dehumidifier)

Starting soon x

Awoke from a dream in which I was trying to recognise a man staring at me from a military-style parade and wearing my beloved Kuwaiti fawra bisht. "That's mine! How did he get hold of it?" When I wake up, I get an email from my mother that a family friend from Kuwait, a soldier, has died.

Also, while I have you here on the subject of technology, contact lenses should be embedded with the tech from key rings that whilstle back, so when I drop one trying to put it in I don't spend twenty minutes searching with two differently-focused eyes only to then find it stuck to my belly.

Seeing an artist being described in marketing by an LLM is a tragedy. Like, say something. Anything. Don't be afraid. Say nothing at all. Anything is better than running them through a generator. Art practice descriptor clichés are off-putting enough without them having never even touched flesh.

Spent the day with the LungA School talking together about the art they were making, and it's always such a damn treat. Being around people being creative, artists making art, is such an intensity.

Two things I don't know rn: 1. I don't know what this music is; it only had an X drawn on the CD in Sharpie. But I will listen to it anyway. 2. I don't know where the lid is to the pot I want to cook rice in. But there are other pots.

My 6yo and I are talking about big numbers. I told her about a googul, which is 10, followed by 100 zeros, and she told me about a mountainskrillion, which is 10 with as many zeros as you can fit in a mountain.

Open call for ART Winter/Spring applications ends midnight tonight

Scores for the words that Trump purged - a sonic intervention for voice, by anonymous sound artists soundcloud.com/seydisfjordu...

Recording of part a talk I gave at the Freelands Foundation introducing LungA School, alongside Annebella Pollen (on the Kindred of the Kibbo Kift) and Elina Merenmies (on the Free Art School, Helsinki): freelandsfoundation.co.uk/resources/li... @lungaschool.bsky.social @freelands.bsky.social

This is actually a really cool article about having power over your own damn name in the UK and how it's free, leagal, and defended by GDPR.

‘Difference that exists outside the system is terrifying because it reveals the truth of the system, its relativity, its fragility, and its mortality’ - René Girard

The rain has been relentless, and a storm is now here. A small leak is finding its way through the roof; it drips next to my bed. Dreamt I was unable to draw nudes well but was becoming highly skilled at drawing skeletons.

FINAL WEEK to apply to the Spring 2026 ART Program! Deadline 1 October 🏔 pls share 🏔 #OPENCALL LungA #ARTSCHOOL

“dial-a-poem.org brings all Dial-A-Poem recordings together. The original recordings by John Giorno exist alongside [those] in other languages from all international editions—captioned, accessible, and in randomized order.”

Dreamt of dying. I was told by the movies of 1984 that such a thing would be fatal (see: Dreamscape (1984), A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984)). But it seems they had just made that whole thing up to sell tickets. Betrayed.

Lesley Guy for @corridor8.bsky.social - explosion Day at LungA School corridor8.substack.com/p/explosion-... from Apr 08, 2025

Just got jumped by the internet playing a record from 20 years ago that I'd totally forgotten existed. It brought with it first slow and then utter heady recognition, and my planned night of emotional restraint now lies destroyed.

I dreamt of bats. Little bats huddled, fidgeting, stretching. Bats hanging on the stairs of the studio building. Bats hanging from balustrades and balconies as I walk home through town. I don't think I've dreamt of bats before.

On Instagram, an artist and former student bizarrely describes Kirk as being "without malice." Later, whilst eating breakfast, a tiny fragment of crispbread steeped in egg and sriracha hits me in the eye. I anticipate both of these events are going to sit with me all day today. Outside it rains.

Meanwhile:

Imagine working for a university like Texas A&M @tamu.bsky.social, where you can be fired for teaching something inconsistant with the beliefs of Donald Trump. The lack of responsibility for knowledge and ideas, and of support for an employee, is embarrassing. www.theguardian.com/us-news/2025...

My daughter warned us that there would be ghosts tonight, and boy, are there ghosts.

A wonderful friend needs help to fund their surgery: gofund.me/bb8a94b0e

Hey, look, I did the final version of this radio show, and i made ZERO mistakes, so come on, dear readers, listen to MERCURY 04-09-25 〜 closing by Seyðisfjörður Community Radio on #SoundCloud on.soundcloud.com/kvciiW88qeGb...

We are conscious while we surrender to unfamiliar logic. Deadline is midnight Oct 1st. Please tell your friends.

We are currently open for applications for the ART programme that will happen in spring/winter January 5th - March 27th 2026. You can apply through our website, and if you have any questions, please send us an email. We are very excited to read your applications. Lungaschool.is

At this point of the year (normally the furthest point from being amongst busy artists), I can be subject to some bleak moods. Football helps a bit, but also the narcissistic joy of seeing my little book pop up on a course reading list somewhere and checking out what it's being read with.

It is raining. We went for doughnuts.