Unreliably Witnessed: Real people live alone too
This is a good response to an interesting but flawed Guardian Weekend article about living alone.
Unreliably Witnessed: Real people live alone too
This is a good response to an interesting but flawed Guardian Weekend article about living alone.
You never forget the first time you see RAF Fylingdales, usually as you’re tootling along the A169 gently in thrall to the natural wonders of the North Yorkshire Moors. Could anything be more incongruous than those vast, dimpled radomes, those eerie ’golf balls’, blistering out of the green surroundings? It’s a sort of rude-awakening, where you’re reminded the world is less a James Herriot novel and more a Noam Chomsky essay. As the comedian Mark Thomas famously said, “It’s like giant Tarby has found his pitch and putt.”
For a 10-year-old, the sight is disconcerting and strange. But when the coach driver passes as close as the barbed-wire and steel allows him and, with a certain devilish glee, slows right down and turns his radio up, revealing a barrage of crackling static, stuck signals and unworldly whistling, strange turns to frightening.
” —Giants’ Golf & Monsters’ Eggs in On: Yorkshire Magazine.Daniel Zalewski: How Christian Marclay created “The Clock” in The New Yorker.
The person who is happy to appropriate the work of other artists himself demands control over how his piece is shown. Hmm.
Daniel Zalewski: How Christian Marclay created “The Clock” in The New Yorker.
This rather bears out Marclay’s suspicions about copyright.