'Years ago I remember going for a walk with my dad in the Welsh hills. I must have been seven or eight and it was so quiet and beautiful and suddenly, out of nowhere came this Harrier jump jet which completely ripped up the sky. It was a completely transformative moment but we were left, literally with words knocked out of us, wondering how something that was such a monster could be so beautiful' - Fiona Banner, from an interview in the Guardian (28 June 2010): see here
Fiona Banner's 'Harrier and Jaguar' is at Tate Britain until 3 January 2011
A collection of texts and images about contemporary art, performance, film, writing, music, people, politics, places, animals, collaborations, encounters, walking, the weather, the sea, Sicily etc. Traces of recurrent fascinations and obsessions, as well as occasional detours and dead ends. A partial register of the present's unfolding, of some of the shapes it has taken in the past and perhaps it could take in the future ...
'There was a whole collection made. A damp cloth, an oyster, a single mirror, a manikin, a student, a silent star, a single spark, a little movement and the bed is made. This shows the disorder, it does, it shows more likeness than anything else, it shows the single mind that directs an apple' (Gertrude Stein, 'Tender Buttons')
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