JAK BOX
the response can only be our own
tate+spate
Erratic unstoppable flow of time, decade by decade, housed by two rooms of neutrality. Where time stands still. In these two bookend-esk rooms people can move freely and smoothly. Whereas in the centre of the exhibition: when the lions den had been entered, the smooth slippery grey of the walls leave nothing to steady the…
anthology
As he sat there, his typewriter in-front of him, feeling more delicate than the thin sheet of newsprint loaded within it, his present residence was something to be ashamed of. Nothing at all like the house, the corner house – which rose against the subdued colours around. When he had come to London, he knew…
page 53
He could not hate and detest. he said, I’ll never do it any more.
Page 52
the spot on his lips of which sh administered the kiss, was physically injured. The moment picked upon my soul.