Dear friends,
It's Pentgrams' brithday. At least I think its it's birthday, but it might be the eleventh one. I could look it up in a moment, but I find online archiving unnerving. It's too quick for one thing. It's holographic system of documentation is too at odds with my conception of reality. It values speed over time. Well, I like time, it's one of the things I'm made of (increasingly so (as it goes by)). I distrust speed: the amount of dumb and regrettable things I've done through not taking a little time, lemme tell ya.. No, friends, let's just agree on treating it as its birthday. For it we shall be having celebratory readings which shall be characteristic. To get in to the spirit of things I shall be exhibiting a few works from The Sorrow & The Pity Manifest In Flesh: Portraits by Samuel Kastin.
Oh, and make no qualms about it, there will be cakes & ale..
SK
Monday the 10th of September
7.30 p.m.
The Lamb on Holloway Road
