“Sunk for a long time in profound thoughts as to the value of obscurity, and the delight of having no name, but being like a wave which returns to the deep body of the sea; thinking how obscurity rids the mind of the irk of envy and spite; how it sets running in the veins the free waters of generosity and magnanimity; and allows giving and taking without thanks offered or praise given; which must have been the way of all great poets, he supposed (though his knowledge of Greek was not enough to bear him out), for, he thought, Shakespeare must have written like that, and the church builders built like that, anonymously, needing no thanking or naming, but only their work in the daytime and a little ale perhaps at night-'What an admirable life this is,' he thought, stretching his limbs out under the oak tree. 'And why not enjoy it this very moment?' The thought struck him like a bullet. Ambition dropped like a plummet. Rid of the heart-burn of rejected love, and of vanity rebuked, and all the other stings and pricks which the nettle-bed of life had burnt upon him when ambitious of fame, but could no longer inflict upon one careless of glory, he opened his eyes” — VW

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PUBLICATIONS
2019—‘cut me out’ published in rûm issue °iv

EXPOSITIONS
2019—‘fotografie im forum ff#6 rûm x mischen’, release at forum stadtpark, graz [at]
2019—‘the hubbub project’, installation at atipico, barcelona [es]

SELECTIONS
2019—feature on kiosk of democracy
2019—feature on dirtyharrry’s dirty blog
2018—interview for iso400