From: j. forst
Category: Exhibitions
Date: 09 September 2001
Suddenly the air is cold and the light dark, thoughts of emigration spring to mind. Walking along a suburban street at 6 o'clock you know school has started and Christmas with all it's bleak hopelessness will be heavy upon you soon. No escape from jobs and commitments, the languor and sensual freedom of moist summers ceases. Time to eat potatoes shooting off in the bottom of the cupboard, time to be too hot on the tube, and too cold on the streets. These early nights and miserable seasons are the work of the devil, designed to promote rigorous puritanical capitalism, and extinguish revolution through despair.(9C)
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