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We had the opening of the Slade degree show last night, and it was a great success. Lots of people turned out and response to my exhibit seemed good. Hello to you especially if you were there, and thank you for coming. It was an exciting but peculiar event, I didn’t really know what to feel a

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All four books that will be in the Slade degree show have been bought by the UCL library, which is brilliant. It’s good to know they have gone to a good home. Today I had a change of plan, and the table I was making to put the books on in the show turned into a

We sold a copy of Nonconformist and Parideza to the UCL library last week. They will be in the stores until a more appropriate location than the open shelves may exist, but it is a superb place to archive the work so far and, anyone who has access to these archives can request a look

Today we stood amongst other rain soaked Londoners to watch a forty foot high wooden elephant walk through Piccadilly. It was amazing, a real giant covered in liveried puppeteers. It was better than the average parade because you were given freedom of movement to follow the elephant, indeed it was a lot like a protest

    hooray! Here is us by some beach huts (Cromer). Me on a pointy beach (Sea Pauling) where the waves criss-crossed and cancelled each other (I wanted to put film footage of this on, but I’m only allowed one technological advance a day it seems) and we mused that we’d never stood on the corner  of

back from holiday we are. Norfolk was quite lovely, and surprisingly full of daffodils. Cheery daffs greeted us on every corner. Whole fields of yellow daffiness. “A?great time doing nothing.” Just sitting on beaches, playing boardgames, eating chips, me dropping the odd stitch here and there, and David flipped his way through Zizcek’s latest. We

We’re glad to see that our first book is being well received. And I’ve been working my fingers to the bone on the next release, but also my degree show at the Slade. I’ve got two kinds of blister, both thumbs are rendered useless by woodwork. We are going away on holiday, therefore, to Norfolk,

Many are engaged in writing books and printing them/ Many desire to see their names in print/ Many read nothing but the race reports.                           T.S. Eliot

At a basic level this book is about orthodoxy and nonconformity. At a much more basic level it is a collection of 19 silkscreen prints bound japanese style with a paper cover, (16cmx21cm). There are short texts in a slightly liturgical style. The prints are developments of wall drawings I did in a room at