by Tamryn Bennett
Red Room
Mr Fucking Rocket tires of saving for a mortgage: Susan Bradley Smith
By Tamryn Bennett
I thought things were wrong: it manifested in me buying and wearing Ulysses blue eyeshadow. It didn’t suit me. One day I stared into the mirror at the caked crystal of smudged me and said ‘You look like a whore’. I was cheap, cheeky, comehithersome—but clientless. Makeup remover in hand, I finally admitted that you [...]
I thought things were wrong: it manifested in me buying and wearing Ulysses blue eyeshadow. It didn’t suit me. One day I stared into the mirror at the caked crystal of smudged me and said ‘You look like a whore’. I was cheap, cheeky, comehithersome—but clientless. Makeup remover in hand, I finally admitted that you [...]
by Tamryn Bennett
Red Room
Gethsemane at the Bowl: Cathy Altmann
By Tamryn Bennett
(after the monoprint by Michael Donnelly)
(after the monoprint by Michael Donnelly)
