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Issue 1

(December 2012)


Notes on Quarantine Cooking

Recipe #1 ~ Beans in Smoky Red Pepper and Tomato Sauce During our first online meeting for The Courtauldian, we discussed what topics we should focus on during this unstable and unusual time. When somebody suggested creating content about recipes and cooking, I immediately volunteered to write something on this subject. I love to cook. There are only a few things in the world that can instantly make me happier and eating good food is definitely among these. The opposite goes for eating bad food; I consider eating an unappetizing meal as one of the worst things that can happen in a day. Where does my passion for food come from? How does my attitude towards cooking vary so much from my sister’

Steve McQueen at Tate Modern: Marrying film and the sensory real

'The fact of the matter is I’m interested in the truth’ An easy way for the hours to slip away during lockdown is with our screens. Switching between Youtube and Netflix, trying to pass the time. Without the library or a cafe, it is difficult to stay focused, and the mind wanders. Before it was closed, Tate Modern presented a retrospective on Steve McQueen, with 14 compelling works to think about and compare viewing experiences: gallery versus sofa. Born in London, 1969, McQueen studied fine art at Chelsea College of Art and Goldsmiths College. He is now a celebrated director for four feature films including the Academy Award-winning 12 Years a Slave (2013) and most recently, the heist thri

The Seasons in Quincy: Four Portraits of John Berger

In March 2020, right before its temporary closure due to London’s lockdown, the British Film Institute (BFI) held its Tilda Swinton film season after Swinton was awarded a BFI Fellowship, the highest accolade by the Institute to individuals in ‘recognition of their contribution to film or television culture.’ Out of the thirteen feature films and five short films shown, from Swinton’s early collaboration with Derek Jarman Caravaggio (1986) to Snowpiercer (2013) directed by the recent Oscar winner Bong Joon-ho, one documentary series, co-produced by Swinton and the Derek Jarman Lab, stood out to me. This series is The Seasons in Quincy: Four Portraits of John Berger (2016), a project composed

Wonderful Things: Fashion Photography at the V&A

Illustration by Rebecca Marks Last September saw the opening of the V&A’s latest exhibition to delve into the mesmerising world of fashion photography. ‘Tim Walker: Wonderful Things’ was a comprehensive exploration of the work of the renowned artist Tim Walker. A reoccurring name behind shoots for both major magazines and fashion houses worldwide, he is known for his distinctive image-taking that blurs the line between fantasy and reality. It was for this landmark exhibition that over 150 new photographs inspired by objects from the Museum’s collection were captured. Born in 1970, Walker developed an early interest in fashion photography whilst cataloguing the images of Cecil Beaton in the C

Zoom in Zoe's Lockdown

Ever wondered what four French citizens and a dog stranded in the Parisian suburbs looked like? Take a look at ten of the wild things I’ve been doing to get a taster... 1. Snooze, doze, slumber, shut-eye, pretend-to-meditate-in-horizontal-position, S.L.E.E.P and find out what this means to me (a lot) In non-viral times, I nap almost every day. This is, to me, a bit of a world championship for a highly skilled competitor if you will. My bed also happens to be a forest-like alcove, ideal for pretending to be royalty dreaming of their next soufflé buffet. 2. Move my body My frequent reclining sessions tend to pump me to actually do something with myself when I’m out of bed. Lately, I have been

Dear NHS: Support our healthcare workers as they approach their toughest challenge yet

Tower Bridge lit up in support of the NHS (Twitter: @sixcylinders) I grew up around hospitals. More specifically I grew up around Pilgrim Hospital, Lincolnshire. In my living memory, I have never lived more than a ten-minute drive away. I was born there. I have been a patient there. I have visited family members who were patients there. I got the school bus from there. I waited for my dad to finish work there. For a few summers, I even worked there myself. My parents uprooted their entire lives to move near the hospital. They took the two-hour drive from Sheffield (where they met whilst working in the same hospital) to a place neither of them had ever visited, or in my mum’s case, even heard

The Great British Quarantine Bake Off

It’s not so often one finds oneself with absolutely nothing to do for two or three months. Wider reading? Research? I hear you, but I don’t know who you think you’re kidding. With no conceivable schedule and nowhere to go other than the kitchen, I’ve found myself staring at the wall far more often than I usually would. Being at liberty to start and end your day as you please is fun at first, but I couldn’t hack it for more than a week - for fear of never becoming a functional human being ever again. ​ However long or short my days have been thus far, I’ve tried my best to keep them all from merging into one great exercise in wall staring. So, fancying myself the people’s Nigella with all the

Priscilla Part 2: Jump back into the story of Priscilla

Haven't read Part 1 yet? Read it here. Illustration by Vitoria Mendes Apologies for the delay, my friend. I barely know my way around this old house! I struggle to prepare a cup of coffee that doesn’t taste bitter without Etheldreda or Ari to help. So, in the meantime, allow me to pour you a glass of whiskey. Where were we? Ah! Yes… Yes. Conceiving another child with Etheldreda was not the easiest choice I have ever made. But it’s one that has brought so much joy into our lives. And I can never be thankful enough to Etheldreda. Oh, my dear Etheldreda, I am so sorry, but you left me no choice. A pact is a pact. We made a deal that you selfishly wanted to break. And I just couldn’t let you tak

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