Flo Platfords recent unreal city exhibition was incredible.
This is Alex Lowther-harris’ poetical review.
Impressions of unreal city
"Sustained and distorted.
A wretched grind to a pleasant pulse.
A pulse leathered through un-treatment and constant effort.
A mass veined and currently oppressed by your interaction of a space.
A mass compiled. Arranged in strange curiosities and mended on brilliant strengths.
Such wandering voices, a strange emptiness.
Vibes of concrete, an image of a city, an image angled and re-evaluated.
Clatters of different noises.
A vast array of sound pulsating through the half light.
Lost in a new/unreal world.
An unreal city rises out of near nothing.
A group chats and engages.
Strange noisy place grinds into earth night.
By Alex Lowther-Harris.”