A metaphor will cost. Maybe we could do business over a simile, But if you want an original one You better make sure you can afford it. I can’t offer you rhyme or reason, Because I’m bankrupt. Not just emotionally, I can’t afford the next line, My budget doesn’t cover […]
Megan Dunn
Landfall 209, 2006 ___ I read the first page of every new novel, I frothed the nozzle of a cappuccino machine badly, steam bursting out like the snort of an angry cow I dined on Weetbix laced with white sugar soaked in puddles of skim milk I […]
Landfall, Autumn, 2006; The Roads Ahead (Tindal Street Press, Birmingham) 2009 ____ “Is she blonde?” “No.” “What colour’s her hair?” “Black.” “Oh well, she might like to dye her hair later.” Hugh smiled. “Does she speak English?” “As far as we are aware she doesn’t speak at all.” “Oh.” Hugh […]
Auckland Art Gallery News, 2004 ___ A collective gulp accompanied the announcement of the winner of the first Walters Prize two years ago. Harald Szeemann chose fledgling photographer Yvonne Todd because her work was “the most irritating”. Todd rode the wave of stardom, producing four new bodies of work in […]
Pavement, No.51, February/March 2003 ___ Experiencing my first Yvonne Todd exhibition was like being haunted by the ghost of my own depraved adolescence. 1998’s Fleshtone revelled in the seedy sexuality and misguided glamour of Todd’s Takapuna teenage years. “I used to wear a hot pink leather miniskirt, over-the-knee suede […]
Pavement Issue 57, February/March 2003 ___ “My drawings of snakes don’t even look like snakes,” shrugs Francis Upritchard. This is not quite true. On a piece of white paper, a lumpy blue outline coils into an impressive portrait of a carpet snake – the fat frumpy kind made to lie […]
Turbine, 2003 ___ There was always something a bit wanton about My Little Ponies. Their curvy plastic bodies, the colour of vibrators and slut flavoured eye shadow, ‘midnight mauve’, ‘blow job blue’, and ‘you know you want to cherry red’. They had painted on doe eyes and glitter stuck to their cheap […]
Pavement, April/May 2001 (Issue 46, page 26) _____ An inherently melancholy mood pervades Michael Harrison’s latest exhibition I’ve Got This Friend. This feeling is captured by peculiar personifications of Harrison’s pet subject: the cat. Harrison’s cats are an intriguing continuation of his interest in the mysterious nature of attraction. The formerly […]