Francis Alys at the Tate!

Kurt Vonnegut

The Euphio Question 

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN of the Federal Communications Commission, I appreciate this opportunity to testify on the subject before you.

I'm sorry—or maybe "heartsick" is the word—that news has leaked out about it. But now that word is getting around and coming to your official notice, I might as well tell the story straight and pray to God that I can convince you that America doesn't want what we discovered.

I won't deny that all three of us—Lew Harrison, the radio announcer, Dr. Fred Bockman, the physicist, and myself, a sociology professor—found peace of mind. We did. And I won't say it's wrong for people to seek peace of mind. But if somebody thinks he wants peace of mind the way we found it, he'd be well advised to seek coronary thrombosis instead.

Lew, Fred, and I found peace of mind by sitting in easy chairs and turning on a gadget the size of a table-model television set. No herbs, no golden rule, no muscle control, no sticking our noses in other people's troubles to forget our own; no hobbies, Taoism[I1] , push-ups or contemplation of a lotus. The gadget is, I think, what a lot of people vaguely foresaw as the crowning achievement of civilization: an electronic something-or-other, cheap, easily mass-produced, that can, at the flick of a switch, provide tranquillity. I see you have one here. More...

A Confederacy of Dunces

A Confederacy of Dunces is an extraordinary book, funny and insightful. We can all in one way or another relate to the main character even thought he is an example of those poor souls which are often rejected from society. Genius comes in all shapes!

"It smells terrible in here."

Well, what do you expect? The human body, when confined, produces certain odors which we tend to forget in this age of deodorants and other perversions. Actually, I find the atmosphere of this room rather comforting. Schiller needed the scent of apples rotting in his desk in order to write. I, too, have my needs. You may remember that Mark Twain preferred to lie supinely in bed while composing those rather dated and boring efforts which contemporary scholars try to prove meaningful. Veneration of Mark Twain is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate."

John Kennedy Toole

Sun, pillar, red

Twelve Stories

A Magazine similar to Bare Array,

only this one is dedicated to short stories.

Twelve Stories

Bare Array - Second Issue

Manuela Zervudachi

Manuela Zervudachi was born in London on the 15th of July 1963 of an Irish mother and a Greek father. Since childhood Manuela chose sculpture as the medium to express herself. She went to New york and followed her training at Parsons School of design where she specialized in metal work. In 1988 Manuela settled in Tuscany,near Pietrasanta,a true Mecca for sculptors,home of a dozen of the best bronze foundaries in the world. Here, Manuela studied under her mentor, the sculptor Fiore de Henriquez, who revealed to her the alchemical processes of the bronze and lost wax techniques. Since 1991,when Manuela Zervudachi settled with her familly in Paris she has exhibited regularly in London, Paris and Switzerland. Her work reveals a fascination for man’s state,his internal evolution, within his environment. She has worked successively on the themes of the Tarot, symbolism in the human body, Time, and the Seed. Aswell as this, Manuela also collaborates regularly with interior architects and various collectors who commission perticular works.

Naomi Frears

Naomi Frears - 29TH MAY

UNTIL 23RD JUNE

Naomi Frears is a painter. Her need to

paint is an obsession. Ideas collected away from home are brought home to the studio to be captured and translated onto canvas. Memories (people and places) are allowed to linger, to be transformed by a mix of emotions, physical action and intuition. (more)

Millennium Gallery
Street-an-Pol
St Ives
Cornwall
TR26 2DS

Martin Steuk

live performance by Martin Steuk  

Woodlane Campus Falmouth  

Lower car park  

Thursday 27th May  

12.30 - 13:00

Jake Zervudachi

Jake Zervudachi

Don’t Projects Gallery,

75 rue Charlot,

75003 Paris

May 22nd to June 4rth