Benedict Douglas

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Law Lecturer. Trying to work out the nature of being human, sometimes by looking vacantly into space. Unique spellings© https://www.durham.ac.uk/staff/benedict-douglas/

I do not want to argue here about great artists, I want to concentrate on true artists, major or minor, who are connected to the past and who themselves make a connection to the future. The rue artist is connected. The true artist studies the past, not as a copyist or a pasticheur will study the past, those people are interested only in the final product, the art object, signed sealed and delivered to a public drugged on reproduction. The true artist is interested in the art object as an art process, the thing in being, the being of the thing, the struggle, the excitement, the energy, that have found expression in a particular way, The true artist is after the problem. The false artist wants it solved (by somebody else). Jeanette Winterson, Art Objects: Essays on Ecstasy and Effrontery (Johnathan Cape 1995) 12
Tintin and his immediate family member snowy (who is a also dog).
A cropped version of a WWI recruitment poster saying "England Expects Every Man to Do His Duty" Picture Credit IWM (Art.IWM PST 11343)
Captain Kirk exclaiming Denning!
October BY ROBERT FROST O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call; Tomorrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow. Make the day seem to us less brief. Hearts not averse to being beguiled, Beguile us in the way you know. Release one leaf at break of day; At noon release another leaf; One from our trees, one far away. Retard the sun with gentle mist; Enchant the land with amethyst. Slow, slow! For the grapes’ sake, if they were all, Whose leaves already are burnt with frost, Whose clustered fruit must else be lost— For the grapes’ sake along the wall.
Flyer for Leeds zine fair, 12 Oct, 12-5pm, 2 Regent st, LS27QA
Box full of Zines explaining the UK constitution. Like little A5 beavers.
A quote from Philippe Gaulier, The Tormentor: My Thoughts on Theatre (trans Ewen Maclachian, Editions Filmiko 2006) saying "the honour of teachers. Honour orders you to search where no one has dared go before."
A hungry tyrannosaurs rex looking at the statute of justice from on top of the old bailey, justice has a speech bubble saying "Come at me bro..."