Looking for fragments that make sense in an incomprehensible world.
Sunday, 4 January 2015
of the year. It was an outside one, and one I have seen already (as it is one they resurrect every now and then). It is also conveniently located in what is one of my favourite venues (outdoors, in a park), unfortunately as it is a pick-and-mix exhibition of various authors it has got quite a few that just make you hate the fact that somebody once wrote a piece of software called photoshop that is way too often used to create photographs that make you eyes bleed and millions of small pieces of shrapnel travel through your brain at the speed of light.