Pencil on paper, after Hieronymus Bosch, 2025, 59 x 42 cm
Notes: thinking forward to our first garage exhibition in the Spring of 2026.
How do we function in a country who’s government is rogue? What can be the state of play when acts of kindness and sympathy are declared foul and terror. Currency and resources, extracted with a smirk, dumped into overflowing coffers. The centre has been glutted and has puffed up. The Military-industrial Complex brims with pride and blood. The mouth-pieces guarantee the sanctity of slaughter. (Government stands with genocide.)
Above the village of Lakenheath in Suffolk an airplane makes a noise that – down here on the ground – pounds our heads and threatens to split eardrums. We wander the village, peering in the church at it’s phenoms in wood (a direct rendering of one phenom below), looking around the pretty and the slightly chaotic streets. I photograph a plane disappearing off to our right and wonder at it’s destination, Lakenheath has a military installation, it may be one on its way to Gaza.
A week or so later we hear that there is now a protest on the front gate of the military site. Further searches and this rather thorough piece of history turns up: https://lakenheathallianceforpeace.org.uk/about-lakenheath-base/ confirming that war planes were sent to Gaza, US war planes, and that there’s a (informed) suspicion that the place may hold nuclear weapons for the US.
‘Man Eating Shit Out His Arsehole’ Digital Drawing, 2025.
There’s a sense of unease about, the internet is dripping with doom, there’re good reasons for this. Our leaders have openly admitted they condone attacking and killing the population to pursue ideological objectives. Not uh that there are real, actual justification…. The more people try to ignore it the more language absorbs the violence and bloody abuse grows in our conversations, our politics.
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