And
2. the divine whatevers (2023), edition of 90, £19.50 plus postage, ninety-six pages of love and longing.
They come in a nice crimson shiny envelope with a bookmark and some prints from my work 100,000 kisses: let me know if you’d like one.
“If I had a dog, she would be a kind of faith” — Emily Berry
🌸🌸Blossom Hollinshead🌸🌸
🌸🌸🌸22.2.11 — 25.3.23🌸🌸🌸
🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
I’m sorry to tell you that Blossom died in my arms early this morning, the gentlest and softest of deaths.
Dear Academics, please stop a) assuming creative work is easier than scholarly work and b) imagining you’d be excellent at it without any practice. Regards, Creative Practitioners Everywhere.
If it suddenly feels like spring to you and you’re in Western Europe, that’s because many of us passed the ‘Persephone Day’ this week when we have ten hours of light. This is significant in that it supercharges the growing season, and we feel/see it everywhere.
OMG, I have been nominated for a Distinguished Teaching Award and have just really cried reading the testimonials. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before.
Because no-one asked, I am compelled to fill the silence. These were my favourites, for various reasons, but mainly because I found them formally teasing or inventive or brilliant or just outrageously hot.
As a cis woman, I DEPLORE what is being done in my ‘defence’. Trans rights are human rights and I stand with trans people and reiterate their rights to be, their rights to protection, their rights to equality and appropriate medical care and everything that enables life, ffs.
A lot of years ago now, a lovely young woman I never knew died in a tragic and terrible accident. Six months after she died, the man that loved her fell unexpectedly, madly, ridiculously in love with another woman. That is me. I remember her very often, but especially today. 💔
"Ghost Apples" are an unusual phenomenon where freezing rain coats rotting apples before they fall, then when the apple turns mushy it eventually slips out and leaves the icy shell still hanging on the tree.
Operation day for darling Blossom-pig. By tonight she’ll be the only dog without eyes that I’ve ever met. I know she’ll feel better when it’s done, but oh god, the absolute fear. Please keep everything crossed for her.
I guess it’s official then. Astonished to confess that my book will be coming out with Ma Bibliothèque in July of this actual year. What a dream publisher for my funny little text on close reading Calasso.
*ACADEMIC ANNOUNCEMENT FACE* I’m pleased to tell you that I’ll be joining De Montfort University’s fine art team in the autumn. I look forward to exciting times ahead, forty of your earth minutes from my front door. 🥳
This fucking escapologist lives to fight another day. Luck has shone on us. There’s a single pea-sized tumour, no operation to be done at this stage, and she’s fine after the sedation. 🎢🎢🎢🥹 (she was allowed on the bed this morning, she will be a monster after this)
Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to send commiserations and love. We are deeply grateful though I am too swollen-eyed to see to make proper replies just now. We buried her in the garden and planted a great white cherry to keep watch over her.
Good morning (?) twitter! What are your favourite essays about art (any era)? I'm asking particularly about essays, though i'm interested in your favourite writing about art in general too.
This is the right PhD advice. The best submission is a submitted one. It’s the thing you learn how to do it on, not your life’s work (and yes, I know it feels like it is, when you are doing it- all phds are brave acts of faith imho).
PhD guidelines at Leiden puts this very bluntly: "The dissertation need not be one’s life’s work. Any research project is theoretically infinite, but at some point the dissertation simply needs to be finished."
Are you a practitioner of art & writing/artwriting/art that is written/some variant of this, you know what I mean? Who is out there? I'm trying to compile a list of people working in this broad area for A Thing, please shout out, or shout out for people not on twitter.
Here are my feelings this morning: 🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺🇪🇺
To remind me to go outside every day while working at home, I'm going to do a daily Garden Report, hopefully linked here but also using
#marplesgarden
for searchers.
Fuck off. Many of my students work hard and they get excellent, accurate, committed teaching, that’s why they get good marks. Our grading is externally tested, reviewed and validated by an Actual Expert. You are the problem here.
We want
#universities
to stop artificial grade inflation and reset the norm on the proportion of first class and 2:1 degrees they award. We owe it to the hardworking students who have earned those top grades to stop this unfair practice. 🎓👉
I honestly wish I could read one take that said bloody well done to lecturers for getting everything that can be put online done so that some students can get marks and some can graduate and some can just tell us how bad things are, or check in and know someone gives a shit.
So, twitter, I am unexpectedly teaching a whole seminar (12 weeks/ lecture/ seminar / workshop) on the fine subject of art and writing, to grad student artists. What works / texts can I not miss?*
*assume I’m well-versed in this area but wanting — ahem — fresh meat.
Look at this walking miracle. There has been impertinent barking, rolling in the grass and mugging a complete stranger for treats. [and before you ask, no, it was Blossom 🌸🐷]
#BlossomPig
Hand jewellery based on the myth of Daphne, who grows into a tree to avoid the advances of Apollo ~ Heather Roblin, Toronto-based metalsmith and jeweller
Hollyhocks, high summer. These grown from seed gathered from my parents garden where the hollyhocks were planted to mark the end of WW2. (Between 6 and 8 feet high)
That ‘if you’re reading from your paper go home’ thing? ABLEIST. It’s just ‘no laptops’ in disguise. Yes, it can be (but isn’t always) boring listening to someone read, but fml we are academics and adults. I can’t believe we are even having this conversation.
I am really fucking sick of people saying ‘online lectures in their bedrooms’. There are people and endless endless work behind those ‘online lectures’ and seminars and workshops and tutorials and pastoral meetings and online coffee dates and tea parties and discussion groups and
Hello, I’ve just had a poisonous, upsetting email from a student which has made me cry & spoilt my day off. Is it unprofessional to ask one of you witches to hex them & their entire family down to ten generations?
For the first time since Blossom got ill in November, the field is dry enough to walk around. A whole new experience now she can’t see, cautious & intent, lots to sniff at and snuffle for.
Some Personal News: I’m extremely pleased to announce that I’ve added a silver sequinned skirt to my wardrobe. I’m excited about my future in it, and looking forward to collaborations with existing and new items.
UK academia, you have made it to the last teaching day of 2020. I’ve rarely seen so much grace under pressure as your work with students in 2020. You have been miraculous, and I know at what cost. I salute you.
Oh forget the twitter take over, I just turned in my book for the very final time. All proofs done. Cover done. That is it. It is off my desk forever. Next time I see it, it will be an object!
I rarely speak of it, it’s not my story to tell, except for the afterwards. But some of you might want to know, that even after terrible pain, pain so bad you think you might die, happiness and joy can still come, unlooked for and unexpected.
WTF with the 'tedious slumber of aging'? you do realise that's very ageist language, right? Try taking your own advice and thinking critically about the limits and unfair society puts on people.
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A very horrible thing is when the person you love most in the world is having medical tests and you are forced to imagine your life without them. It is not the worst thing, but it is free fall fear.
To my great surprise, Fabulae got a mention in the
@GrantaMag
list, courtesy of the brilliant Eley Williams. To be among this company is wildly flattering. 💖
Please support small presses like Ma Bibliothèque, they take big risks & make beautiful books.
GARDENLUST
#1
: THE HELLMOUTH
MAP is delighted to announce a new monthly column by artist Isabella Streffen (
@MinxMarple
) following the renovation of a garden over winter and beyond
If you have any spare prayers or incantations or however you commune, please send them for my darling basset. She’s having ultrasounds and xrays this afternoon and I’m terrified & tearful.
Just so you know, the time I have been allocated by the university workload model to write 12 new lectures is 24 hours. And in fact, I have not actually been allocated any prep time for this module (58 hours of f2f teaching including lectures, seminars, workshops) at all.
My series of 12 lectures on Writing Art starts tomorrow, and my series of 12 lectures on Practices of Site starts on Thursday if you were wondering how it is going.
Five years ago on this spot, Doc demanded exclusive rights in all formats and territories in exchange for all the love and half the sweets. I said, ok done. He has never let me go a single day without knowing that I am loved, and what a gift that is, the best one.
Full disclosure:
- I didn’t get the fellowship I really wanted and I’m thinking of throwing it all in
- someone I love has really upset me and I want to something I can’t articulate
- I didn’t get shortlisted for a job and now I’ve seen the list I’m furious & indignant
Every time I try to answer your messages, I just start crying all over again, so please bear with me. I’m not being rude or entitled or careless, I’m just overwhelmed.
There has never been any real attempt to make society safer for women, non-men or POC, it’s all just sticking plasters and soothing clucking. No-one ever gives up power willingly, they have it ripped from their cold hands. And that’s what this is about.