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andrea

Andrea.
And her cast of imaginary friends
Twitter @spacemalao
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Biennale 2011 : Old Kallang Airport - Martin Creed

Martin Creed
b. 1968, Wakefield, United Kingdom
Lives and works in London

'Words are things. Words are shapes, sounds, noises. Words are like other things. Words are materials. Words, like most things, are a demand for attention. I think I used words first in my work to try to describe things, to write instruction or scripts, to allow things to be made without me, by other people.'

-Martin Creed


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