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Robin Bale

MA work

A ghost visited me in the womb, where I was unintended. None of us here have been intended, not by our earthly parents.

The ghost came, skeleton glowing through the skin, phosphorescent as fishbones. He breathed on me his canker breath of:

Soot blackened brick

Sick vegetation that clings to ruins

Greasy, still canal water

Sodium light smear on wet pavements and evergreen hedges

Chemical colours curdle and clot from bloated bin bags

Monotonous dripping of railway arches

Odour of the crypt

Cracked drainpipes, conduits, fractured edges streaked with algae and rust

Acetone breath

Blank skies, nagging wind

Too many exhalations

Info

  • MA Degree

    School

    School of Humanities

    Programme

    MA Sculpture, 2007

  • A ghost visited me in the womb, where I was unintended. None of us here have been intended, not by our earthly parents.

    The ghost came, skeleton glowing through the skin, phosphorescent as fishbones. He breathed on me his canker breath of:

    Soot blackened brick

    Sick vegetation that clings to ruins

    Greasy, still canal water

    Sodium light smear on wet pavements and evergreen hedges

    Chemical colours curdle and clot from bloated bin bags

    Monotonous dripping of railway arches

    Odour of the crypt

    Cracked drainpipes, conduits, fractured edges streaked with algae and rust

    Acetone breath

    Blank skies, nagging wind

    Too many exhalations