James deanClimbing Telegraph HillI decided to spend the Great Furlough travelling the largely unexplored hinterlands of the South East of London. The South East is a large…May 23, 2020May 23, 2020
James deanThe questionable decision of going home with a man in KazakhstanAfter nearly ten hours driving I reach Atyrau, my final stop in Kazakhstan before Russia, and stop in the large carpark of the ‘Ideal…Oct 24, 2017Oct 24, 2017
James deanPalm Vaults: Reviewed.Amidst an ugly smattering of chain shops — William Hill, Greg’s bakery, and a pound shop that proudly trumpets “everything £1 or more” as…Jan 27, 2017Jan 27, 2017
James deanA guide to surviving the gym, by someone who has no right to be there.Many humans during this month of January will find themselves in the gym, motivated by shame, insecurity, existential guilt and paralysing…Jan 20, 20173Jan 20, 20173
James deanA guide to art: by the blind, for the blind.Art. What is it? Does anybody know? Not me, probably not you either. What we do know is that it started in the winter of around 3000 years…Jan 13, 2017Jan 13, 2017
James deanGolden Star Motel, Venice BeachMotels have a romantic association in my mind, not romantic like candles and roses and love, but in the artistic sense: an idealised…Jan 12, 2017Jan 12, 2017
James deaninjames deanShoreditch HouseI recently applied to Shoreditch house. Unfortunately, it is necessary to be involved in a creative industry of some capacity, and being…Aug 3, 20161Aug 3, 20161
James deaninjames deanRawDuck. Hackney. July 26.Last night we started a band and spent the evening drinking whisky and getting stoned, as is customary for budding or indeed established…Jul 26, 2016Jul 26, 2016
James deaninjames deanEllory. Hackney. July 19.It was unbearably hot, so I got out of the flat to spend a third-world weekly food allowance on an iced-coffee and a croissant. Walking…Jul 20, 2016Jul 20, 2016