"The central evil, in Sinclair's view, is the vast Westfield shopping mall planned for the site. This is the actual legacy, a double for its West London equivalent. Sinclair explores the original with appreciative loathing: this, we see, is where history really ends, in a timeless retain interior which is only in the most strictlyContinue reading “Money’s Little Helpers”
Lying on the sofa in a University of Greenwich hoodie that doesn’t fit, under a blanket, with the heating on. The album that is playing stops and I pull up the hood, turn into the sofa and try to sleep. It is the middle of the day.
I'm not moved. Or at least, I am moved, yes, I am moved, but I sit still and watch you move instead of moving myself. There's a gentle curve to parts of you, savage hills here and steep drops elsewhere. The television is quiet and almost mute and I'm not really here, I think, thisContinue reading “Fragment”