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290 pages, Paperback
Published July 1, 2022
I am an artist and writer living in London and France. Until 2022 I was Reader in Fine Art at Sheffield Hallam University. I was also a Research Associate of the Centre for Freudian Analysis and Research, London. I have exhibited widely in Europe and North America. Publications include A Case of Hysteria, Book Works, London, 1999. Filigrane Editions, France, published a small book on my work Le bonheur des femmes, a work that began in the perfume departments of the grands magasins of Paris, where I retreated after walking the streets in pursuit of Marx and Freud, in the shadow of Lacan, and this is still a work that haunts me. My practice is one of stupid refinement, trapped in archives, libraries, the arcades, and the intersection of public political action and private subjectivity.
At first, we joked about how we should set up a press of our own, but gradually these jokes turned into serious conversations. We made enquiries with printers and distributors and found that, due to advances in digital printing and print-on-demand, they weren't as expensive as we thought. The Goldsmith's Prize had just announced their 2019 shortlist. Four of the six, shortlisted novels were published by regional presses, and two were based in industrial, northern cities (an important distinction, because clearly not everywhere outside of London, or even north of Watford, is alike). We were particularly pleased by the inclusion of Isabel Waidner's We Are Made of Diamond Stuff: partly because their publisher, Dostoyevsky Wannabe, is the brainchild of two working-class Mancunians who have consistently refused to play by the establishment rulebook, and partly because Waidner's prose is dazzling, fresh, and just not posh.