Inexperience is fine – give it space
I have a lot of conversations with, or about, young artists—people rather new to participatory work, even if they have
Category: For itself
A question of identity
Like most people with a mixed heritage, I expect, I’ve had to think a good deal about identity—my own and
Mohan Rana: Cartographer of the Space Between
A few months ago, I had a call from Mohan Rana. His calls tend to come out of the blue:
Because I am involved in humankind
A little over 30 years ago—in May 1989 to be exact—the Communist authorities in Hungary began to dismantle the barbed
Memory becomes history.
Can there be anything left to say about the Shoah? Surely every story has been heard, every angle covered, every
Glacial advances
The dreadful killing of George Floyd has further consciousness of Black Lives Matter as an idea, a movement and an
Thinking about white privilege
My father, Robert, was born in Salonica (Thessaloniki, in Northern Greece) in 1927. His father, Isaac, was a doctor, while
Talking Until Nightfall
‘I have confidence in life, which I love. I have confidence in my own body, far more intelligent than us
Worn-out shoes
In the autumn of 1945, in the broken months after the end of the Second World War, Natalia Ginzburg was
Invisible city
The window in front of my desk looks onto a bank with a hedge of hazel, ash and hawthorn. At
