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The Nighttime Economy

My short reading at Rich Mix, East London last night. Part of the Nightime Economy exhibition:



A collaborative exhibition of photography and poetry exploring the often fractious energy and environment of Newport, Wales' nightclubs and pubs. Conceived and created in close collaboration between photographer Kate Mercer and poet & artist SJ Fowler, this exhibition will play off the complimentary possibilities for expressive abstraction in both visual and linguistic mediums, all centred around the complexity, energy and intensity of Newport on Friday and Saturday nights.
A detailed description of how the project came to be, by Kate Mercer, can be found herekatemercer.co.uk/funding-support-…with-s-j-fowler/ and an interview with Ben Glover of the Wales Arts Review, which explains further the exhibition and its process can be found herewww.walesartsreview.org/24536/

(photo by Kate Mercer)



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