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Helen Charman
Helen Charman is a writer and academic based in Glasgow. Her first book, Mother State – a political history of motherhood — is forthcoming from Allen Lane in 2024. She teaches in the English Studies department at Durham University.

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Attachment Barbies: On Watching Grey’s Anatomy

Essay

March 2023

Helen Charman

Essay

March 2023

In August 2022, ABC announced that Ellen Pompeo, currently the highest-paid actress on American network television, was leaving Grey’s Anatomy, the show on which...

Book Review

May 2021

HOLDING THE ROOM: ON HOLLY PESTER’S ‘COMIC TIMING’

Helen Charman

Book Review

May 2021

The last poem in Holly Pester’s first collection COMIC TIMING (Granta, 2021) is called ‘Villette’; it shares its title...

So many things are ‘over’ now that all the post- and neo- prefixes are themselves suffering from fatigue Even ‘after’ is so finished that it can’t be formulated with much more than ironic speculation on the downward spiral of exhaustion Or so it seems if one looks at what is on display in the high-profile galleries and museum shows, alternative exhibition spaces, or in publications dedicated to critical writing   Forms of fatigue show up as work that is derivative, second- and third-generation neo-conceptual, post-studio, dully didactical or pseudo-political Someone copies Raymond Pettibon or Jason Rhoades or Tracey Emin and gets half a room in a museum show Someone else imitates Richard Tuttle or Mona Hatoum and gets a write up about their radically innovative informalism Third- or fourth-hand comments on media culture, identity politics, appropriation, ethnography, and institutional critique parade through galleries and exhibition halls Even when not flagrantly careerist, much of the work is merely conformist, conceived within the terms of the academic formulae that replicate models of aesthetic activity whose roots track back to nineteenth-century aspirations for a now (regrettably) long-vanished socialist utopianism The idea that the broken world could be fixed by fine art serving as the moral conscience of the culture and using a combination of intervention and provocation might be as ‘over’ as the tired recycling of formal and conceptual strategies from the inventory of contemporary art   Thus the urgent need to conceptualise what comes after that state of ‘after’ We need to replace a nineteenth-century model (in which individual artists make rarefied objects and/or events to prod the sleeping populace into revolutionary action) with a systems-based approach based in nodal and networked conceptions of artist and work, and ecologies of resonance and dissidence Only then will the ‘after’ of art be re-set within the terms of a vital new aesthetics       Marcia Hafif, ‘Glaze Paintings’, oil on canvas, 22×22 in (1995) Courtesy of the artist To sketch this

Contributor

November 2017

Helen Charman

Contributor

November 2017

Helen Charman is a writer and academic based in Glasgow. Her first book, Mother State – a political history...

Essay

May 2020

Where do I put myself, if public life’s destroyed? On reading Denise Riley

Helen Charman

Essay

May 2020

How do you read someone who doesn’t always want to be read? This is a question I used to...

Sally Rooney’s ‘Normal People’

Book Review

October 2018

Helen Charman

Book Review

October 2018

Reading Sally Rooney’s second novel Normal People is a compulsive experience. After the navy blue Faber & Faber proofs were sent out in early...
Rendering intimacy impossible, deploy lifeboats (mark yourself safe) Not listening as such, more waiting to speak, above all mark yourself, it’s so important to be safe Carry on, they demand, we’re not reeling / we are reeling Is this the place for a fountain reference? Probably ‘What first attracted you to your wife, sir?’ ‘Her delicacy / her ankles / her hatred of the Tories’                  Alive twice over but that’s a whole life gone too                you know I’m sorry, he holds his hands up, I’m                sorry, he backs away: my conscience couldn’t                keep company with your body I say, your body?                it just made me think: it’s only a nine month stay   The next time you lay a hand on me, I’ll make a perfect gleaming dive into the Thames Aren’t you glad / to be here? I am
Electioneering

Prize Entry

November 2017

Helen Charman


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February 2014

Promenade & Dinner: Two Poems

Joe Dunthorne

poetry

February 2014

Promenade I was pursued by an immersive theatre troupe two of whom lay on the textured paving and performed...

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May 2013

On the Margins

Sean Smith

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May 2013

poetry

October 2013

Transylvania

Jon Stone

poetry

October 2013

The rabbit darkness just beyond the headlights’ sprawl and parcel darkness stopping up the drivers’ mouths like oaths or...

 

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