Thomas Slaney

This is a live field record. It is part memoir, part research journal, part symbolic map, part landscape investigation, and part attempt to understand why certain patterns kept returning around one life. The material moves through places such as Alkborough, Kell Well, Julian’s Bower, Lincoln Cathedral, Temple Bruer, Staffordshire,Cyprus, and other charged sites. It touches names and threads such as Stephen Slaney, Lany and Laney, Julius Conman, de la Haye, Jacques de Molay, Deloney, Dekker,...

Nuremberg, Fátima, the Modern Feed, and the Discipline of Seeing There are ages when the sky does not remain above us. It enters history. It becomes warning, argument, image, testimony, fear, faith, ridicule, hunger, science, theatre, news, rumour, revelation and doubt. The sky becomes something people must answer. Nuremberg, 1561, was one of those moments. But Nuremberg cannot be understood alone. It belongs to a much larger story: the story of how human beings look, how they interpret what...

Lichfield, Helena, St Chad, Slaney, Darwin, Frankenstein, and the Thousandth Witness There are places where the dead are not allowed to remain only dead. Lichfield is one of them. It does not enter this work as a polite cathedral city, or as another named point on the map of Staffordshire. It enters as a pressure-field: a place where martyrdom, water, shrine, broken kingship, hidden wood, sacred motherhood, scientific life, and forbidden creation gather around the same question. At first, the...