#daniel addercouth

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Every Person Leaves a Room Differently

You work with history, when all you want to do is forget. There are things you said decades ago that you still regret. Art flows into life, but you don’t understand it. Life flows into art, but you don’t understand it. What is this world if not a cracked garden? There’s a certain type of happiness that can only be described as relentless. Daniel Addercouth grew up on a remote farm in the Scottish…

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My Shelter Pets Are Pure Love

Everyone agrees it was a turning point when shamanism became the state religion. We’re all still trying to shock our parents, especially the dead ones. That’s the price we pay for a happy upbringing. As a child, I wasn’t allowed to let cats in the house, but I remember being the same size as Granny’s dog, lying on the mat in front of the fire. I’m collecting the stages of grief, just not in the…

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Pattern Recognition

Faced with a dark-green canvas, you might ask yourself: what is there to understand? At the centre of the storm, we are awake and watching. I attempt to catch your eye, want to keep you in the loop. You seldom stop shivering; I try to simplify things. My attention slows. An abstract request – another reason to be scared. The birdsong is still on your lips. I have some calls to make. What is this…