As I grow older, the range of responses upon entering any museum is becoming narrower and narrower. These days, I start with pessimism and usually end with irrepressible anger. Spending time in East Anglia—to imply spending time anywhere outside of Cambridge–has been doing strange things to my abilities to perceive and process information patiently. One …
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Field Notes: Week 3
Shall I tell you some more about the state of my work? Why do it now when you will, no doubt, read my thesis! Haha, of course not. You won’t read my thesis. So, I will tell you about the National Gallery in Canberra. The gallery is lined up alongside everything that is of consequence …