Hi. I’m writing PR materials. That must be why I want to die.
FOUR CHAMBERS is a new group of British photographic artists, and I make particular note, in their copy for their new magazine:
Somewhere between an exhibition catalogue and a art zine, Four Chambers Issue 1 is an attempt to make physical what only exists in a digital reality.
There it is again. Eruption of the digital into the physical. (one ref)
Image above blatantly ganked from them, by the way.
Longread of the day is PAUL, a piece by Matt Fraction about a guy in his art school. Which, yeah, I know, but, seriously, read it. Everyone’s hopes, fears, dreams and fantasies about college/university in one post:
This was an art school. And amongst the rest of us, Paul was the freak.
Paul came to art school with a strategy: fuck all this. It was so preconceived, so controlled, and so well-defined he could have turned his whole senior year into a performance piece. He wanted to get laid, get drunk, and fuck around. Our school provided him with a unique opportunity to do it.
There was something else I was going to mention, but I’ve forgotten it, so here’s a photo from Jan Chipchase, currently in Japan:
I don’t know what this is, beyond the fact that Charlie Chu posted this on his Instagram saying it’s from a “2013 daily calendar by Ryan McGinness” and that it makes me feel fear deep in my trousers.
The PR boat is approaching the harbour. All phone-based, so far: a long phoner in June for the AVENGERS: ENDLESS WARTIME graphic novel I’ve written for Marvel, and, now, lining up the interviews for DEAD PIG COLLECTOR’s release on June 18. The Marvel one will be the only big chunk of PR I do for that book, I think, at least until October. I hope there’ll be plenty for DEAD PIG.
It’s the part of writing for a living that’s the underwater chunk of iceberg: all the things you have to do as an aspect of writing commercially that doesn’t actually involve writing. And I’d much rather be a writer than someone who likes to give a lot of interviews about being a writer. You can’t resent it, because the alternative is nobody ever wanting to talk to you about your writing, and, therefore, deep obscurity and no-one knowing you’re writing work available for purchase, leading directly to having to get a proper job.
I am very sad that the hashtag #deadpig is already in regular use on Twitter. What could I use instead? #deadpigbook? That sounds… actually, it sounds a bit disgusting now I look at it. Shit.