Clearly, I Misunderstood

At first I was predictably dismissive of Tracey Emin and walked around her 1999 Turner Prize show thinking “self-indulgent”, “hype” etc  until I saw a video the Tate had made about her. Seeing and hearing her talk about the work made me realise two things: she meant it and it wasn’t easy. And made me reflect on how little I was personally at risk in what I did. So I thought about how I could be as frank and honest as her in my own way. The first fruit was a series of ten photographs – a roll of 6×7 – of myself, identically framed and posed. The rest, you’ll have to see for yourself, but I’m not putting them on the internet. Not now.

Asitis

Hannah & screen, Asitis 1

The flyer said:

7.30pm, 15 & 16 June. 4 or 3 pounds. Red Rose Club, 129 Seven Sisters Road, Finsbury Park tube.

Music by Pete Flood, Michael Oliva, Tom Armstrong and Andrew Melvin, performed by Hannah Marshall. Visual art by Julian Richards. The first in a series.

Music for cello and electronics. Improvisation, darkness and the sound of breath aim to contribute to a soft but strong experience of music and sound. Projections, a web and things.

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A photographer and film-maker working in art and documentary who lives in London