As part of a festival approximately the future of cities,the writer’s hour-long wander presented a simple urban stroll as a way of discarding the shackles of capitalismWill Self was not taking no for an answer. Having lined up a slightly reluctant 30-strong audience against a craggy old stone wall in Bristol, the author, and journalist,thinker and walker was urging them to press their faces against it and ruminate.“consider of how long the wall has been here and what it would bear seen whether it could see,” he said. “Feel the wall – its coldness, and its integrity,its quiddity, its this-ness.” Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com