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Philip Moss, Étant Donnés -
Philip Moss, Bog butter
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Philip Moss, Cremnitz white
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Philip Moss, Oestrogen
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Philip Moss, Just a Wee Shower
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Philip Moss, Plagiarised city of the red night, full of sin: pastries, porn and paintings.
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Philip Moss, Mint tea with Omah in Ramallah and we discuss the beauty of Islam.
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Philip Moss, I am so sorry my children have missed out on love letters. They contained so much more than words.
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Philip Moss, Self-consciously I cut the grass as my father did before me. His grass was cut in 2011. Sayonara Dad, so it must be.
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Philip Moss, The man all dressed in black dreams of lost guitars and the curves of a woman's hip.
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Philip Moss, Yellow mellow honey bum oh how I love you.
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Philip Moss, Summer in New York. Cobalt blue, burnt siena, and cadmium yellow
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Philip Moss, You parted your curtains for me on the Stansted Express, and lifted my spirits. A brief Adlestrop moment.
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Philip Moss, Bewley's in Grafton street and sharing a chocolate Mary with Mary Murphy.
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Philip Moss, The Home. A large field in front of the farm house, hard won and fought over.
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Philip Moss, The Mikado, more a duvet than a biscuit
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Philip Moss, Sick in Venice and no cool clean sheets for my feet to find.
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Philip Moss, Phyllis Moss married Aaron Stein and she became a philistine. The rest ofthe family burned in Auschwitz.
Philip Moss: Haiku paintings and other works
Current exhibition
