cornucopia

watching björk's new film

I’ve only been sick in central London once, I think: that I can remember anyway. On a hot September day in 2016 I spent nearly three hours wearing a VR headset at Somerset House, in an exhibition that took me from the black caves of Iceland to the inside of a human mouth. Dizzy, nauseous, overwhelmed… I wobbled my way to the embankment, discreetly vomit…