My Fingers had
Q If Eating Withcafé, what would ititsbeown
restaurant or
like?
A lot like coming to dinner in the Tiny Flat (EWMF HQ) –
loud, very intimate, chaotic, delicious, restorative. Beautiful
food that you could help yourself to; flowers and books
everywhere; like a proper hug of a restaurant. We actually
are working on a couple of projects along these lines – one
long term, one short – so watch this space!
I know you have a little or know a little bit
about synaesthesia. If you were to create a
meal around synaesthesia, what would it be?
Q
I have a very faint form of synaesthesia, and have
always bitterly envied people who have it properly:
it seems incredibly magical to hear sound, feel
colour. For me, the first – and most properly
synaesthetic, I think – is that people have colours, and, sometimes, an accompanying almost-taste. Carlotta,
you are a buttery gold; Harry Harris, featured in your THUNDER, LIGHTNING edition, is a dusty, dusky
curtain-red; my Tall Man is a sort of green-purple, the colour of a blackberry just turning to perfect ripeness. )Q