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book cover art for ‘Crash’ by Iain Sinclair, 2026
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Julia Soboleva
book cover art for ‘Crash’ by Iain Sinclair, 2026
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"Walking is the best way to explore a city and to make it accessible to oneself: the changes, shifts, gaps in the helmet of clouds, light flitting across the water. Intentional drifting is the recommended mode, roaming awake dreaming over the paved earth, allowing the fiction of a pattern hidden beneath to reveal itself." (Iain Sinclair: Lights Out for the Territory)
The well has been filled in and sown over with grass, but it might just as well have been salt, for all that remains. The outbuildings—the barn itself, the apple cellar beneath, the icehouse, the spring- and carriage-houses, the corncribs, the cider mill, all those are gone. Sad to contemplate; they say I wouldn’t recognize the place today. The Lutherans bought the property and for a time the house served as a church but even that has since been demolished and replaced by a newer, larger building. There is a television antenna on the roof. The bogs have been drained, the meadows subdivided into tracts, and where we used to wade the brooks, streets are now laid out, with light poles, sidewalks, chain-link fences, and two-car garages.
The Other • Thomas Tryon
Southwark holds its time, with the City, with Whitechapel, with Clerkenwell, holds the memory of what it was: it is possible to walk back into the previous, as an event, still true to this moment. The Marshalsea trace, the narrative mazetrap that Dickens set, takes over, the figures of fiction outliving the ghostly impulses that started them. The past is a fiction that absorbs us. It needs no passport, turn the corner and it is with you. The things they do there are natural, you do those things. Detached from this shadow you are nothing, there is nothing. You have no other existence.
- iain sinclair, white chappell, scarlet tracings
Grant Gee, Patience (after Sebald), 2012.
Arthur Conan Doyle: A Study in Scarlet (1887)
Books 31-40 of 2023 📖!
We don’t hear him in this trailer but apparently Stephen Dillane is narrating this documentary called The Gold Machine.