certainly an objet d’ard but why should it remind me of a tongue? until I separate its teeth, its yellow teeth, and the gaps, the startling gaps between them, from its form; like a ball of flesh in which the discernment of tooth, or hair, or tiny misplaced limb

we now know how much it takes to injure every major bone and organ in the body … if humans are packaged carefully they can withstand even severe smashes … The work began in the late 1950s, at Wayne State University in Detroit. The first part of the body to be studied

without an intuition of the whole personality, the isolated state is meaningless. Empiricism, laments Bergson, is convinced that by putting together all its diagrammes of isolated psychical states, it can reconstitute the personality, which it then takes to be a hoplesslessly fragmented ego. Rationalism tries to unite these states in

– Melancholia by Jacek Malczewski … from the darkness, the very subjectivity, in which I’m sunk. The battle rages. Meanwhile, it’s all the rage. Observed suspended and arcing towards the viewer, stopped briefly, to sit on a window-ledge, continuing, growing old, younger – dying in the middle – sweeping, a horde, across

memories of war, rape, near-fatal accidents, and collapsing buildings aren’t like other memories. They are kept separate in the mind. I remembered the images from PET scans of PTSD patients and the coloured highlights showing increased blood flow to the right brain and to the limbic and paralimbic areas,

Kindling sounds childish, as if it were the diminutive form of a kind, a pet-name for a unique kind, not German at all. And nothing to do with fardels or faggots. In Kindling, an exhibition of graphic works, it is this sense of the graphic and graphic sense which comes