From These Windows: Online Collection – a selection of writing and art inspired by the collections of the V&A Museums. I’m not used to London yet. Back in New York City, I knew where I was at any given moment. on a clearly marked grid. In London, I walk slowly. ‘You’ve changed’, my husband says. Read More
From These Windows: Online Collection – a selection of writing and art inspired by the collections of the V&A Museums. On the beach in an indigo evening the strobe of St Mary’s lighthouse pulses through my body: absence, gleam, darkness, blaze. I turn and view the land. Light kaleidoscopes, fragmenting as I spin from black Read More
From These Windows: Online Collection – a selection of writing and art inspired by the collections of the V&A Museums. I walk from back to front in this space. On one side water is opened by glass; on the other side, great slabs are paved up into the sky. I can see Dundee but only Read More
From These Windows: Online Collection – a selection of writing and art inspired by the collections of the V&A Museums. Once, he broke into a thousand pieces, and his colours faded. Shattered into tiny fragments of himself, scattered across the room, every bit of him strewn, dispersed and disparate. Each dejected section of him uneven, Read More
From These Windows: Online Collection – a selection of writing and art inspired by the collections of the V&A Museums. It’s unsettling―Emmanuel Frémiet’s Gorilla Defeating a Gladiator. That’s what the card on the wall will tell you, but you don’t need to be told. In this gloomy corner you’re face-to-face with a fiend — his Read More
I am thrilled to present an online collection of writing and art as the first instalment of These Windows, a collaborative publishing project between the University of Dundee and the V&A Dundee. The online gallery, gathered here on DURA, pairs with a forthcoming printed publication to showcase the creative dexterity of DJCAD Illustration BDes Read More
Mirror Love I stare at the stolid girl in the mirror. Her long, dark, hair hangs awkwardly over a warm face with blue eyes. Exactly like her mother’s. As the years go by, she looks more like her mother and less like the little girl who walked around hand-in-hand with her daddy, dancing with her Read More
Corn Feverfew III, 1960 You have to search to find this painting. In a gallery full of large pieces and overbearing color, it takes a backseat. Its message is dulled, pushed down, overpowered by others. The greens are smeared with brown and gray, highlights few and far between, yet the more you look, the deeper Read More
The grand spectacle of a sweeping external stone stair adorns the outside of the McManus galleries. Its aging sandstone watches over me as I move towards it, only to be guided to the side entrance. At first, the McManus appears as another conventional art gallery, but now something more seems to be lurking inside. Modern Read More
Displaced Drifting through a little hall of renaissance pieces, the frames of gold, green and grey only hold me briefly. There, on the left-hand side of the gallery from the entrance. Untitled, 1975. Four or five brush strokes create a curtain-thick concrete wall of translucent paint. Over it, a spill. Deeper black, latching on with Read More