Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.
Saturday 13 November 2010
Victoria Bean. Art & Language
I met Artist and Poet Victoria Bean today at an impromptu lunch. She was armed with something bubble wrapped. Another member of the party said: 'Have a look'.
My heart sank. Was this going to be one of those embarrassing, awkward, yes its lovely through gritted teeth moments?
No it wasn't.
Her work is sharp, concise, intelligent and well executed. Have a look at her website; click on her name above.
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