tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177473.post114064951965795029..comments2023-11-03T12:12:51.505+00:00Comments on kumquat's blog: what's the matter with you people?kumquathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920395500109518502noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177473.post-1140960439855387292006-02-26T13:27:00.000+00:002006-02-26T13:27:00.000+00:00Nice thanks. This wasn't charing cross road. I was...Nice thanks. This wasn't charing cross road. I was drunk when I got there and hung over when I left so I'll have to double check actual location but there was a market outside if that helps.kumquathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15920395500109518502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177473.post-1140864328284226332006-02-25T10:45:00.000+00:002006-02-25T10:45:00.000+00:00Derek Jarman lived to become a gay icon in his tim...Derek Jarman lived to become a gay icon in his time, a maverick genius whose life constituted an individually defiant and often heroic celebration of creativity. Whether his expression was that of controversial film-maker, iconoclastic artist, outspoken gay activist or acutely self-reflective diarist, Jarman's dynamic shone brightly for its singular vision. Smiling in Slow Motion, the successor to the acclaimed Modern Nature, published in Jarman's lifetime, picks up the story from May 1991 until a number of weeks before his death in February 1994. Writing either from his diminutive studio flat at Phoenix House, Charing Cross Road, or from Prospect Cottage at Dungeness in Kent, Jarman's last journals concern themselves with the big issues: life, love and death." Jeremy Reed, The Times, 5th. July, 2000Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177473.post-1140826694163095502006-02-25T00:18:00.000+00:002006-02-25T00:18:00.000+00:00um. dunno. where's that?um. dunno. where's that?kumquathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15920395500109518502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177473.post-1140736900886220462006-02-23T23:21:00.000+00:002006-02-23T23:21:00.000+00:00Is it Phoenix House?Is it Phoenix House?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177473.post-1140730778714577112006-02-23T21:39:00.000+00:002006-02-23T21:39:00.000+00:00hahaha. and did you not think i dropped that littl...hahaha. and did you not think i dropped that little gem without knowing it would have you busting a gut to ask about it!<BR/><BR/>well i spent a night there after being very "ill" one night so my memories are hazy. it was incredibly cold, huge, full of character and chic. it's owned by the co-op so the rent is beautifully cheap for central london. <BR/><BR/>my mate's unassuming, gentle, wild-haired boyfriend somehow knows peter jackson. i have an invite to sleep there again next time i'm in london and i have (graciously!) accepted on the condition i get to sleep on the same sofa that PJ slept on!kumquathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15920395500109518502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177473.post-1140722844337373182006-02-23T19:27:00.000+00:002006-02-23T19:27:00.000+00:00Ok. I'll stop lurking and announce that I am readi...Ok. I'll stop lurking and announce that I am reading your entries. Happy now? :-) DYING to know about Derek Jarman's House.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com