Hannah Hoch- photomontage.
A missed turning, a howling wind and an unseen pavement gully did not put me in the best frame of mind as I approached The Whitechapel Gallery to see a […]
A missed turning, a howling wind and an unseen pavement gully did not put me in the best frame of mind as I approached The Whitechapel Gallery to see a […]
I saw my ‘body’ idol in the shower at the swimming pool. Ageing and folding flesh still beautiful and cared for under the pampered cleansing of sweet scented soap. Under […]
There is spite in the stabbing of the needle in the tough linen cloth, stab, pull through, stab again…as ‘body’ forms herself under my critical gaze…there are no rules and […]