Hidden away behind the thick brutalist walls of the Barbican lies a miniature time loop. This overwhelming vortex of repeating imagery and sound is the brainchild of eccentric Icelandic perseverance artist Ragnar Kjartansson. An intriguing space where repetition runs riot…
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I tend to think stupid things at night. Sometimes they’re so ridiculous that I can’t stop myself laughing out loud. It’s serious, I’m a head case. I live in London, and so it’s in this city that I sleep. In a double bed, too much of a double, so much so that it causes confusion. Especially for me. Take last night, when I greeted the person that wasn’t there, and yet who could have been. “Hello, my love,” I said.