Sencity has put on raves for the deaf in Mexico, Brazil, Finland, Spain, and South Africa, with Montreal on the agenda for 2012. What, no Toronto?
Is the BBC dumbing down?
Natural History on the BBC has taken a drastic departure from its unabashedly nerdy roots. And what about that episode on climate change that was canned?
Growth is not the solution
“But perhaps the core myth of our time is that deliberation of economic matters is pointless – or best left to experts. Neither is true.”
The Reel McCoy
In an age when our lives are steeped in pixels, photographs created with traditional techniques can’t help but be striking.
BBC Radio 4
I was interviewed by Quentin Cooper for BBC Radio 4′s programme Material World, which aired today – you can hear me wax somewhat lyrical about Guerilla Science, smell and attraction on their website here.
Glamour Factory
Guerilla Science hosted our first event at a London art gallery last night – a new habitat for science by stealth. See a roundup of what we created, from an immortality tour to a gender workshop, here.
The Board Room
Burning Man was epic – I won’t bother writing about the transformative experiences I had there. There is no shortage of tales about the life-changing nature of the festival. Rather, I’ll tell you about the art car I was involved with: The Board Room. The only antidote to a heaving mass of 50,000 glittered unicorns riding pink fluffy starfish disco cars? A mobile corporate meeting. Enough fun, hippies – get back to work.
Burning Man
I have made music festivals a cornerstone of every summer for a decade – the first July I spent in England, I went to Glastonbury – but I have never been to Burning Man. Until now. Come find me at the Outer Perimeter Collective, and marvel at the rashes, swellings and blisters I will no doubt suffer as a result of sun poisoning.
Bypassing the Riots
I arrived in New York on August 3, for Guerilla Science antics at Escape2NY, and am now in Toronto – so I haven’t seen any of the London riots myself. But I did see my old neighbourhood splashed on the front page of the New York Times in full broken, burnt glory. Surreal.
