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Rose McLaren is an artist in London.



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Talk Into My Bullet Hole

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July 2015

Rose McLaren

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July 2015

‘Someday people are going to read about you in a story or a poem. Will you describe yourself for those people?’ ‘Oh, I don’t...

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May 2014

Art Does Not Know a Beyond: On Karl Ove Knausgaard

Rose McLaren

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May 2014

Karl Ove Knausgaard’s My Struggle has an oddly medieval form: a cycle, composed of six auto-biographical books about the...

Hotel   The housekeeper has children living in town with her but her husband and relatives are in Somalia   A tiny woman in a striped sweater shivers while waiting for the elevator   Wealthy hippies next door: a British mother, probably in her early thirties, clad in a flower-pattern kimono robe and ankle-tie espadrilles She’s banging at the door; she’d gone shopping and now her baby’s nanny can’t hear her I let her use the phone in my room   The tall, lanky father wears loose-fitting shirts and a yoga bun The baby only cries during the day At night, one, or a few of them, open and shut the door noisily At times I hear more than two people, plus the baby, in the room   Room-service trays with half-eaten pieces of bread sit on the hall overnight and the morning after   On Sunday afternoon they eat at the poolside restaurant Later, the mother walks down the street with a strung-out fellow   The night before they leave, two champagne flutes on the room service tray sit for hours outside their door   A short guy in a red vest with a comb-over dyed dark brown takes tickets at the movie theatre A taller bearded blonde guy in a ponytail also wears the vest   An Eastern European housekeeper says she’s always hot when working   Three tipsy couples either coming down the elevator – or going up? – ask that their picture be taken before the door closes   The women at the gym enjoy talking to hotel guests at the fitness centre   A man carrying his fresh dry-cleaning complains about the slow elevator   A man carries bulky photo equipment and drags a console on wheels   A woman at the coffee bar admires my shoes ‘Comfortable,’ she says   The server can’t believe the cream that’s been sitting there all morning has turned It’s late September and it’s 97 degrees out   A friendly man on his way to the pool says he’s noticed that the pool’s fountain spews hot water   A teenager in tight pyjama shorts, flip-flops, and a tee sucks on a lollypop as she runs from the elevator to someone’s room She pounds on a door Someone who looks like her mother opens and tells

Contributor

August 2014

Rose McLaren

Contributor

August 2014

Rose McLaren is an artist in London.

The Prosaic Sublime of Béla Tarr

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Issue No. 6

Rose McLaren

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Issue No. 6

I have to recognise it’s cosmical; the shit is cosmical. It’s not just social, it’s not just ontological, it’s really huge. And that’s why we...
Stalker, Writer or Professor? Geoff Dyer's Zona and Genre

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February 2012

Rose McLaren

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February 2012

‘So what kind of a writer am I, reduced to writing a summary of a film?’ wonders Geoff Dyer half way through Zona. Such...

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Interview

February 2016

Interview with Gerard Byrne

Izabella Scott

Interview

February 2016

I first encountered Gerard Byrne’s eerily dislocated films at Tate Britain, where 1984 and Beyond (2005–7) was shown on...

Art

December 2016

Bonnie Camplin: Is it a Crime to Love a Prawn

Bonnie Camplin

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December 2016

  The title of Bonnie Camplin’s exhibition at 3236RLS Gallery, ‘Is it a Crime to Love a Prawn’, brings...

Prize Entry

April 2015

Smote, or ...

Eley Williams

Prize Entry

April 2015

To kiss you should not involve such fear of imprecision. I shouldn’t mind about the gallery attendant. He is...

 

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