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Jonathan Gibbs was shortlisted for the White Review Short Story Prize 2013. He has since published a novel, Randall or the Painted Grape (Galley Beggar Press).



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Jessie Greengrass’s ‘Sight’

Book Review

February 2018

Jonathan Gibbs

Book Review

February 2018

Jessie Greengrass’s debut story collection caught my eye with its delightfully extravagant title, An Account of the Decline of the Great Auk, According to...

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May 2016

Cinema on the Page

Jonathan Gibbs

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May 2016

Film is a bully. It wants to make its viewers feel, and it has the tools to do so....

In the decade after leaving Chelsea School of Art in 2002, Daniel Sinsel made a name for himself with puckish, homoerotic, trompe l’oeil paintings: flutes draped in fabric, bottoms and slits, gaping mouths, and various conceits of pictorial hide-and-seek That period culminated in a solo show at London’s Chisenhale Gallery in 2011, since when Sinsel has turned his attention to the materiality of painting, making frames, hand-weaving canvases, and producing objects to insert through their surfaces   ‘Where’s the sex gone?’, he recalls one disappointed gallerist asking him While there may be fewer flutes inserted between butt-cheeks, such disappointment is unfounded, even among the more prurient of his following In focusing on the sculptural possibilities of painting, Sinsel brings tension, allusion and kink to the essential components of the medium: now, more than ever, erotics are fundamental   When I first visit Sinsel in his studio in South London, a number of his paintings are on tour as part of the British Art Show 8, and he is preparing for solo exhibitions at Office Baroque in Brussels in April, and at Sadie Coles in London in July I am welcomed into a cluttered room by a tall, softly-spoken German man with skeletal cheekbones and remarkably elongated fingers Aged 40, Sinsel has about him an air of faded, magical difference – like a boy from a fairy tale, forced to mature in a world of high-speed proclivities at odds with his own fey somnolence   He hands me some materials he is using in his latest work: a whale tooth, out of which he has hand-carved almonds, a pair of pink nipples fashioned from coral, and a fossilised turtle dung which stains my hands ochre As we talk, Sinsel sits on a stool in front of a half-finished painting, his spindly body framed by allusion and craft He has slipped hazelnuts between the weave of the canvas, so that the surface bulges suggestively Painted on to the canvas, and covering these protuberances with a nod to Renaissance modesty, a composition of fig leaves is slowly taking shape He recently employed an assistant, he tells me, to extract

Contributor

August 2014

Jonathan Gibbs

Contributor

August 2014

Jonathan Gibbs was shortlisted for the White Review Short Story Prize 2013. He has since published a novel, Randall or...

The Story I'm Thinking Of

fiction

April 2013

Jonathan Gibbs

fiction

April 2013

There were seven of us sat around the table. Seven grown adults, sat around the table. It was late. We had eaten, and we had...

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Issue No. 17

Editorial

The Editors

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Issue No. 17

An Englishman, a Frenchman and an Irishman set up a magazine in London in 2010. This sounds like the...

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March 2013

Celan Reads Japanese

Yoko Tawada

TR. Susan Bernofsky

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March 2013

There are some who claim that ‘good’ literature is actually untranslatable.  Before I could read German, I found this...

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October 2013

A World of Sharp Edges: A Week Among Poets in the Western Cape

André Naffis-Sahely

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October 2013

In Antal Szerb’s The Incurable, the eccentric millionaire Peter Rarely steps into the dining car of a train steaming...

 

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