On ‘Antichrist’ and ‘MEN’

“The definition of women as demonic beings, and the atrocious and humiliating practices to which so many of them were subjected left indelible marks on the female psyche and in women’s sense of possibilities. … For the witch-hunt destroyed a whole world of female practices, collective relations, and systems of knowledge that had been the… Continue reading On ‘Antichrist’ and ‘MEN’

On ‘Titane’

Poster for Titane (dir. Julia Ducournau, 2021) I saw Titane, the second picture by French director Julia Ducournau, at the Castle Cinema in Hackney on my birthday. I was originally booked to see Licorice Pizza, Paul Thomas Anderson's new film, which was TERRIBLE, almost impressively crap; I forgot most of it the second I left… Continue reading On ‘Titane’

On Paula Rego’s Feet

“And, they tell us, we at home Live free from danger, they go out to battle: fools! I’d rather stand three times in the front line than bear One child.” Euripides, Medea (431 BCE) So it’s been one year and 9 months since I finished my MA at Chelsea College of Arts, and in the… Continue reading On Paula Rego’s Feet

On Françoise Sagan and Sally Rooney

This is a comparative study of two novels by Françoise Sagan (b. 1935, Cajarc, France) and Sally Rooney (b. 1991, County Mayo, Ireland). Just for fun. I read Sally Rooney's Conversations with Friends (2017) straight after consuming her second book Normal People (2018) which my mum had lent me. It was when my parents were down visiting… Continue reading On Françoise Sagan and Sally Rooney

On ‘Kiss My Genders’

I just got back from an intense two weeks of travelling, or should I say intense for someone who mainly likes being in bed. The holiday was ill-advised financially but I started out in Stockholm for 5 days of real holiday which was fantastic; such a beautiful, comfortable, opulent city, I was very impressed and… Continue reading On ‘Kiss My Genders’

On Michael Rakowitz

'Bones dreaming of becoming shells, becoming Art Nouveau, becoming Istanbul ...' Michael Rakowitz, 'The flesh is yours, the bones are ours', 2019 Sometimes really fun and interesting things happen in my otherwise pretty grim London life, and an example of this occurred at work on Monday. I am a gallery assistant at Whitechapel Gallery and… Continue reading On Michael Rakowitz