Martyn Goodacre photobook

“Just by chance I met up with a friend who’d come down from the Midlands. He’d morphed from a public school boy Jam fan into a revolutionary liberator of empty council flats in hard-to-let areas where boarded up flats outnumbered the ones occupied. Suddenly I had become a squatter. It was all remarkably easy. Nobody wanted to live in a rough-as-hell estate just off the Old Kent Road where I would meet an assortment of vagabonds, lollopers, scruffy ‘erberts, vicious Sids and psychedelic dandies. It would become my home for twenty-two very full, very stimulating unpredictable years,” Martyn Goodacre, in an excerpt from his introduction to the second book from Cold Lips Press – links to podcast here.

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W.I.A. founder Sarah Norris

It’s Frieze week – the biggest, sexiest, conceptual-y-est art fair on the planet.  London is awash with private views, parties, canapes (if you’re lucky, maybe the odd sniff of dinner) but generally wine, fizz and beer.  Get your blagging hats on, people – maybe this is why Britain are good at the culture industries, because we like free booze, and what better drive?  But what … Continue reading W.I.A. founder Sarah Norris