When your hands leap towards mine, love
what do they bring me in flight ?
why did they stop at my lips, so suddenly,
why do i know them,
as if once before i have touched them,
as if, before being, they travelled
my forehead, my waist?
Their smoothness came winging through time,
over the sea and the smoke,
over the spring,
and when you laid your hands on my chest
I knew those wings of the gold doves
I knew that clay and the colour of grain.
The years of my life have been roadways and searching,
a climbing of stairs,
a crossing of reefs.
Trains hurled me onwards, waters recalled me,
on the surface of grapes it seemed that i touched you.
Wood, of a sudden, made contact with you ,
the almond-tree summoned your hidden smoothness,
until both your hands closed on my chest,
like a pair of wings ending their flight.
Shoji Hamada was born in Tokyo in 1894. He studied ceramics and became friends with Bernard Leach in 1920 . He moved his workshop to St Ives soon after . His understanding of his craft and his support of young artists lead to him becoming a ‘living national treasure’ in 1955. He is revered as the archetypal artist potter to this day.
Alison Rossiter’s photographs are created without a camera on expired, vintage photo paper. The artist collects and experiments with gelatin silver papers that date from the early 1900s through the 1970s, making controlled marks by pouring or pooling photographic developer directly onto the surface of the paper. Abstract forms emerge, which sometimes resemble landscapes or are paired by the artist to create minimalist collages.
McLaren met Dame Vivienne in a squat in Clapham, south London. Three weeks later she was pregnant.
After McLaren’s grandmother gave her money for an abortion, Dame Vivienne made an appointment but,
on the way to the clinic, had second thoughts.
‘Vivienne did not co-operate and i admired her for it,’ McLaren recalled. ‘She spent the money on a cashmere