I seem to be inhabiting England's Northwest through literature this week: I'm teaching Niall Griffiths' Wreckage (entirely in Scouse and very, very rude), have just taught Bad Blood (Shropshire/Wales border) and some of my students are writing about Alan Garner's The Owl Service - one of Cheshire's finest writers straying into Wales. I've also just taken delivery of Helen Walsh's latest novel, Once Upon A Time In England, set in Warrington (her Brass was a tour de force, and Sage's Good As Her Word: Selected Journalism has also turned up.
Here's a view of Liverpool from the 90s - those chaps on The Fast Show.
Showing posts with label Liverpool. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Liverpool. Show all posts
Monday, 4 April 2011
Monday, 8 November 2010
The last few
The set of Liverpool Biennial pictures is here. Click on these to enlarge.
Twins of Evil in a mirrored room
Self-portrait in a mirrored room
A room of Marxist books - wonderful
I'd like this in my office or drawing room. Or as a new name for Plashing Vole…
Nerdy road trip
A bunch of us went to the Liverpool Biennial on Saturday. My only previous experience of that great city was turning up in the dark at 7.30 at a sports hall and leaving (utterly defeated) in the dark at 7 that evening, so I was quite excited.
We didn't see that much of the city, so intent were we on seeing as much of the Liverpool Biennial as possible, but I was seriously impressed by the centre, other than Liverpool One, a shopping complex which involved making 40 acres of publicly-owned space into corporate, anti-democratic space.
Some of the art was very impressive indeed. Some was utter, utter rubbish. One installation I really enjoyed was a Belgian artist whiling away his time in a featureless, constricting box. I wondered if this was a comment on some of the art I'd had to experience on the way to his corner, including the 'twig with a piece of wire and chewing gum'. We saw a lot of 'art graffiti' and fascinating temporary repurposing of empty department stores'.
I had a great day, until the point where we discovered a man urinating in the corner of the pub.
Anyway - here are some pictures, and a sample are below - click to enlarge.
We didn't see that much of the city, so intent were we on seeing as much of the Liverpool Biennial as possible, but I was seriously impressed by the centre, other than Liverpool One, a shopping complex which involved making 40 acres of publicly-owned space into corporate, anti-democratic space.
Some of the art was very impressive indeed. Some was utter, utter rubbish. One installation I really enjoyed was a Belgian artist whiling away his time in a featureless, constricting box. I wondered if this was a comment on some of the art I'd had to experience on the way to his corner, including the 'twig with a piece of wire and chewing gum'. We saw a lot of 'art graffiti' and fascinating temporary repurposing of empty department stores'.
I had a great day, until the point where we discovered a man urinating in the corner of the pub.
Anyway - here are some pictures, and a sample are below - click to enlarge.
Ken Dodd and Neal, Liverpool Lime Street Station
He's just a big kid
The joys of consumerism
Old meets pointless
Albert Dock
Unfortunately, the TV weatherman's floating map of the British Isles has been removed.
Monday, 1 November 2010
Off to the Biennial
Biennially is about as often as I make it to art exhibitions, so I, along with colleagues and friends, am off to the Liverpool Art Biennial on Saturday, which should be very exciting.
You can read Follow The Yellow Brick Road's marathon/express review here, but I was most impressed by this exhibit, which is exactly the kind of thing I'd install on every street corner in the world:
You can read Follow The Yellow Brick Road's marathon/express review here, but I was most impressed by this exhibit, which is exactly the kind of thing I'd install on every street corner in the world:
visitors can also explore artworks such as The Marx Lounge by Alfredo Jaar, which includes three copies of every work ever written by, or about Marx, complete with comfy sofas should you wish to peruse them.
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