The Belting

‘AND we both like Minstrels’, I heard myself add. Immediately I knew it was the most tenuous link of them all. Springing to mind was the episode of Friends where Phoebe and her biological mother believe that both of them liking pizza is further concrete proof that they are indeed related. Bloody. Alice’s face was…

Mothering

Mothering after James Hearst It is Mother’s Day and I will mother. Growing from me through the ribbon of nutrient rich blood, the transient organ I grew for you. Irises like depression glass under fully formed lids, eye daughter fearless child, climbing, babbling growing good.   For necessity is the mother of invention, and juniper…

98 Wounds Photo Series Part 4

For the last week of Femmuary we have selected some excellent international female artists who we have been lucky to see and photograph in London. 22 Hinds A young Spanish band who I first saw when they toured here as Deers in 2014, just before they changed their name. Their recent album has received a…

Go Home and Do Your Washing 1890

GO HOME AND DO YOUR WASHING 1890 We lay on the bed laughing, remembering how we had held our corner: warriors, our sandwich boards breastplates, the taunts mere gnats. You deepened your voice, mimicked the man who had shouted from the chemist’s door. As if he knew anything about washing and bluing. He with a…

Vaginally Valley

By Mineral Lick Mineral Lick wishes she lived in a world away from Earth. That she was an alien, metallic and doe eyed. But she isn’t. So instead, Mineral Lick likes to create alternative worlds. Mainly in 3DS MAX, sometimes in Photoshop, sometimes in C4D, sometimes in other ways. Her subjects are often in solitude…