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Allow me to be a bit smug with this little number:

Have just come back from India filming my first ever documentary (by filming, I mean shooting, producing, directing, presenting, editing, everything myself) on suicides, pesticides and fashion. Working title “Deadly White Gold”… same as the article I wrote for Who’s Jack this September.
At its height, up to 26 Indian cotton farmers a day were drinking [...]

After an enforced day off, I hauled my languid self to Ladbroke Grove to the Mutate Britain show for its private view. Knowing full well I wouldn’t get anywhere near seeing the art, I busied myself by fixing a grin on my face and calling people “darling”.
I did, however, catch up with a few old [...]

Despite the fact that photographs from the first day of the G20 protests in April 2009 show me astride an armoured personnel carrier in black bra and blue boiler suit with another woman straddling me in red stockings and lipstick heels, the Crown Prosecution Service has charged me and 10 others with impersonating police officers. [...]

It was at a party held in honour of a friends’ baby. The air mingled idealism with Afghan hash. And children – the spawn of the liberal. Some ran around naked, all were grotesquely cute and had names like Nova.
At parties like this, the conversation invariably turns to babies and pregnancies. I’m sure it’s lovely [...]

A few weeks ago, I went to an abandoned shell of a building in Tel Aviv to cover a show called “Kindred Times and Future Goodbyes” for Juxtapoz Magazine.
It was put on by arguably the best artists in that town’s street art scene – Know Hope, Klone, Zero Cents, and Foma.
Know Hope put me [...]

When you’ve got a bargain, do you think about who’s paid for it?
When I buy underwear, I ask myself “is the cotton used to make this organic cotton?” If it isn’t organic, I follow up with a series of sub-questions tripping around “what permanently debilitating condition does the farmer who grew this have?” and [...]

The height of post-Iranian Election fervour. As thousands of pro-reform demonstrators took to Iran’s streets asking where their votes went, one man went on a solitary journey along Tehran’s avenues pasting and painting hundreds of his own questions.
A1one, the street name for a Tehran-based street artist, erected over 400 pieces on the day the [...]

With adverts like this for Israeli telecommunications company cellcom, you might as well be.
Or am I being overly moralistic about this?
The tag line at the end says “After all, we’re what are we all after? Just a bit of fun.”

Activists in the West Bank village of Bi’lin staged their own mock advert where the rest [...]

The public has waited and we’ve urned it. It took around two years and half a million pounds, but the London home where poet John Keats composed On a Grecian Urn, On Melancholy, and La Belle Dame Sans Merci is set to reopen this Friday. The Grade I listed house in Hampstead (a museum since [...]