A textual reaction to Thursday, because (hurrah hurrah) I have glasses this evening, so am able to see and type. Wonders. Yesterday was very sound-y, for want of a much better phrase; from Alex Bradley’s installation in the basement of Colston Hall, to the scrape … Read More →









Final reflections #IBTlive10
So, here we are, late Sunday night and it’s all… over. My brain has roughly ground to a halt, and I have but a few final offerings before going away to a quiet room where I don’t have to think of any interview questions or … Read More →