Sunday kettles
At about ten past nine on a Sunday every kettle on our road clicks off within the same minute. You can hear it if the windows are open. It sounds like a very polite round of applause.
The Maaru Collective — Ongoing — London
— Issue N° 026
A creative collective of one. Nothing here is trying to sell you anything. It is a place for things that would otherwise go unnoticed: the 07:12 bus, a stairwell at 08:50, a record bought up a flight of stairs in Nairobi.
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— with player
Same bus, same seat, same eleven people. Notes from a year of the same commute, and why I stopped wearing headphones on it.
2 min read

ROLL 03 / 8 FRAMES
The multi-storey car park behind the high street is the most honest building in town. A short defence of a building nobody likes.
1 min read
in progressv0.3
Tracing the lettering on every bus stop flag between home and the station, to see if they are all the same. They are not.
Started 09.26 — last touched
A steel lunch box from Bhuj, scratched with three names in three different hands. Nobody in the family can agree whose it was first.
1 min read

CLIP 01 / MOVING PICTURE

ROLL 02 / 5 FRAMES

ROLL 01 / 6 FRAMES
donev1.0
The record sleeves on Frequencies are drawn from the entry itself — title, catalogue number, a colour field and grain. No artwork needed.
Started 06.26 — last touched
pausedv0.2
Recording the doors, chimes and voices of every lift I use for a year. Paused because the best lift in Harrow is still broken.
Started 04.26 — last touched
abandonedv0.1
Eight pages from one sheet of A4 and one cut. An issue a week. Lasted three weeks.
Started 02.26 — last touched