Fringe Weekly Blogs

The trouble with being seen, is being seen.

The trouble with being seen, is being seen. There is an indignity attached to being an artist in the modern age: people expect you to explain the thing you have just spent three months trying not t...

Dating for mature people is the link

Dating for mature people is the link you get if you’re over a certain age and your algorithm decides that you are still in the game. I got online and then got slapped in the face by a few sites tha...

Early spring has this ridiculously beautiful facade

Early spring has this ridiculously beautiful facade that reminds me of Damien Hirst’s slightly lame attempt to get to the essence of what blossoms really do to our collective psyche. His 2021 bloss...

It’s pure desperation that makes people stroke the arms of strangers

It’s pure desperation that makes people stroke the arms of strangers, going in opposite directions on escalators. It’s supposed to be cringe-worthy, I get that. But it doesn’t entirely explain why ...

A Vespa is a wasp

A Vespa is a wasp. How unfortunate that the world’s cutest scooter shares its name with one of nature’s least charming insects—second only to the humble cockroach. I was embarrassingly late to this...

Why Size Counts in the Art Business

Why Size Counts in the Art BusinessIn the world of art, size is much more than a physical measurement—it is part of the story an artwork tells. While a small painting can invite an intimate, person...

The dad’s race at the school sports day is always such a sad loss of dignity

The dad’s race at the school sports day is always such a sad loss of dignity. That’s because it’s exactly what is required: falling, fumbling men, pot-bellies bouncing, letting their families down ...

There’s a hole in my sock

There’s a hole in my sock. My left foot suddenly felt different, and there was an odd ridged sensation as I walked.  It’s tragic when you’re out and about and you have a wardrobe malfunction. It’s ...

Fringe’s new works present beauty as visual

Fringe’s new works present beauty as visual, historical fiction in a context where gravity has given way to free-floating fantasy. Bold, contemporary pop art paintings are inspired by the timeless ...

Fringe has NOT left the building

Fringe has NOT left the building. Elvis did. Poor guy, he was blamed for ending the fun that he started.  I used to think the saying meant that Elvis had actually died, and it was a final message t...

Marilyn Monroe turned 100 last week

Marilyn Monroe turned 100 last week. In her absence of course. Just about every reflection on her life, that I read, said something about how hard it would be to imagine Marilyn as a very old perso...

Walk don’t Run was the anthem of my childhood

Walk don’t Run was the anthem of my childhood. I was 25 years late in arriving at it, which wasn’t my choice since the unborn don’t tend to spin many disks… We had the vinyl of The Ventures’ big hi...

The opposite of great art is not bad art

The opposite of great art is not bad art. It’s small art, which is not a reflection of its size, but a reflection on its reach. Great art sends a tremor through the ages — but small art makes gorge...

Sharing some cosmic news today

Sharing some cosmic news today: turns out my soul hails from a Starseed lineage I’d never even heard of. I took a quiz about my spiritual origins and—bam!—apparently unlocked the universe’s secret ...

Welcome to the electronic age

Welcome to the electronic age which actually started in 1946 — that’s exactly 80 years back. Let’s buy a cake and celebrate the first computer, that was probably the size of a big house. It weighed...