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		<title>Mad luck</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Years ago, when I still had some semblance of managerial status and the corporate world wasn’t so abashed about corporate entertainment, I attended a ‘fancy dress’ ball on a Second World War theme…perhaps it was on a notable date…1995?  Some guy, a client, turned up in a black SS uniform.  I was amazed you could [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=84</link>
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		<title>On Landscape</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It is the sense of the spatial and the temporal which photography fails to capture.  No matter how artful the practitioner or how wide the lens, that spatial sense &#8211; the bending of the picture plane – and the depth of time and rock, the connectedness of natural colour – its dread – evades the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=77</link>
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		<title>On Scrutiny</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In one of the last South Bank Show programmes on ITV,  David Hockney, in discussing his work, highlighted the importance of scrutiny in the creation of an art work.  He expressed the belief that human beings have an eye for scrutiny…they see it and relate to it.  This, he said, was why you can look [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=68</link>
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		<title>On Likeness</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I did not finish reading Fredric Jameson’s Postmodernism or the Cultural Logic of Late Capitalism – not at the last attempt anyway.  It wasn’t that it fell by the wayside.  It wasn’t too difficult.  (it was difficult but it wasn’t TOO difficult).  I got to the end of the 5th chapter – Sentences –and I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=56</link>
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		<title>We apologise for the recent interruption to normal service&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We will try to do better&#8230;.]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=50</link>
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		<title>Thin black line in a cliff…</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A friend of mine, the musician Ken Slaven, took the fatalistic view, whenever prospects seemed more than usually dire, that, in the end, we’re all just a thin black line in a cliff.  I have always respected Ken’s wisdom.  It has an appropriately secular and grounded sense of eternity.   It seems, according on a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=38</link>
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		<title>That daws may peck at it</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Having watched three &#8220;well-intentioned&#8221; Hollywood products in the last three months -Syriana, Babel and now Blood Diamond I am struck by the queer distortion in these ‘liberal’ efforts to expose or at least explore the evil of the global condition (did I just say ‘evil’? iniquities would be a better term ).   And by exploring [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=37</link>
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		<title>Shoddy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Whilst visiting London with my eleven year-old son to attend the Royal Society of Literature AGM and award ceremony, I took the opportunity between the zoo and the National Army Museum to visit Damien Hirst&#8217;s Beyond Belief exhibition in Mason&#8217;s Yard.  I have found in the past that my children &#8220;get&#8221; Damien Hirst and conceptual art [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=36</link>
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		<title>Birth of a shark…</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This title, stolen I admit from the poem in by David Weevil which I first encountered in A. Alvarez’s book The New Poetry when I was in my late teens, keeps circling and recycling in my creative consciousness.  Sharks have always been a liet motif in my work and now some bright young spur has [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=35</link>
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		<title>The Scots in St. Andrews</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Shuttlebus – Fairmont St. Andrews hotel to St. Andrews Cathedral (ruin).  On the in-car muzak – The Corries ‘sing’ Rise and Follow Charlie with the energy and pep of two geriatric convicts filing through a giant redwood with a blunt two-man saw.  For the toorists I suspect.  Eventually the boys (now long gone from the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://johnbolland.net/johnbollandblog/?p=34</link>
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