should these bagatelles/ offend thee Corpus/ sink thee to thy solvent heart/ and colour not/ the monage is is naked-not/ his suit is void/ and thou has't nothing here/ to dread or scorn

In Corp’rate Day

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  Nov 01, 2022

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• Why are the paintings (not) televised? Some thoughts on the work of Gregor Wright

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  In the 2018 exhibition ‘Magic Stuff’, Gregor Wright showed a series of…

• Anachronistic Pursuits: In Conversation with Catriona McAra

  Mar 23, 2022

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