The artist speaks.

There’s nothing your neighbourhood phenotype dream team can’t fix.

It’s all a question of taste and budget in Gaudy’s famous Parky Gay, just up the road from the Sangria Familia.

Or, the dangers of imbibing Coke in the long grass. Pay the musicians, sirrah.

Will the pigeon get the cat’s food, or will the cat get the pigeon?

And whatever you do don’t let them loose in fields containing horses.

Birdies that ain’t.

But will an ecclesiastical trawler turn it into cat food first?

Iglesia Parroquial de Santa Teresa de Jesús, Carmelo, Barcelona.

I hope to post interviews and analysis soon.

A special offer on meat balls with cuttlefish will have to do until the wheel of fortune creaks in their direction.

Check out this piece by Nicholas Mead on the thorough screwing the impoverished Carmel district of Barcelona is receiving from the socialist council in alliance with developers. It’s ironic that many of the same socialists jumped up and down with glee when local lad Juan Marsé won some writing prize or other. One can safely [...]