The customs here are so strange, so foreign, that the possibility of adjusting seems implausible. For starters, you can’t face any direction, anywhere in the city, without seeing a poster for the arts. Theatre is thriving, and throw a stone and you’ll hit a Space Invader work, or perhaps it’ll land in a pit of one hundred million individually painted ceramic sunflower seeds.
— London/Londoff. Email newsletter from my Australian university on the London arts scene.
