The Museum is now open as the end of winter reckoning has taken place and whatever debts we thought we had have been paid to no-one. How tiresome the world is at present. Maybe we should all indulge in a private, personal version of Pharmakon. In silence. The Museum is here for you, as a place to escape, a digital milk bar, worshiping the healing power, and bounty, of paper.
A photograph of a section of an oil painting on paper depicting a once-regular bus journey the Photocopier undertook with his mother in the early 1970s, from St James’ Infants in Clayton le Moors (now demolished), to Whalley Road Accrington. The Photocopier is depicted wearing his Easter bonnet.
A photograph of a section of an oil painting on paper depicting a once-regular bus journey the Photocopier undertook with his mother in the early 1970s, from St James’ Infants in Clayton le Moors (now demolished), to Whalley Road Accrington. The Photocopier is depicted wearing his Easter bonnet.
A photograph of a section of an oil painting on paper depicting a once-regular bus journey the Photocopier undertook with his mother in the early 1970s, from St James’ Infants in Clayton le Moors (now demolished), to Whalley Road Accrington. The Photocopier has painted the often formidable women on the bus.
