Hesterglock Press is an unfunded small press, publishing mostly Poem Brut & other artistic, creative projects
We are based in Bristol, UK
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We are not currently open for submissions
Hester Glock collaborated with Paul H. on a sound project in 2007.
Paul used the name when setting up his first ever website, and the name has stuck with creative things he has subsequently been involved with since.
Sarer and Paul are both artists and poets, amongst other things, and have been running the press since 2012-ish.
They began with an old b & w laser printer, hand-making pamphlets.
Then they started to use print-on-demand services, though not always for every publication.
Hesterglock publish mostly experimental poetry, visual poetry, Poem Bruti-ish work as well as other artistic projects.
Hesterglock acknowledges the simple fact that we learn through mistakes.
Hesterglock continue to make mistakes.
Long may that continue.
Hesterglock gratefully acknowledge individuals who have supported their work over the past 13 years or so, whether that be buying a book, attending an event, or supporting us through their deeds and/or actions.
Thank you
Paul & Sarer
This website is under construction, as always . . .
Do get in touch with any questions, queries or orders here.
Vik Shirley
140 x 220 mm
full colour hardback
£16.50 + p&p buy
design/layout: Bob Modem
Vik was interviewed over at Minor Lit(s) about her work in DW Cities: Bristol anthology, read it here
Vik Shirley's chapbook Corpses was published by Sublunary Editions in 2020, her collection The Continued Closure of the Blue Door was published by HVTN Press in 2021. Her work has appeared in such places as The Rialto, Magma, 3am Magazine, Shearsman, Perverse and Dostoyevsky Wannabe Cities: Bristol. She is currently studying for a PhD in Dark Humour and the Surreal at the University of Birmingham.
These Polaroids were taken by my mother, who died unexpectedly at the age of 52 back in 2003. There is nothing written on them to indicate where they were taken. I have deduced that they are either from her travels around Europe or her time living in Canada, in the early 1970s. These snapshots (there were around 20 in total) got separated from a bag of family photos, perhaps as they had no people in them and were more focussed on the structural. Whatever the reason, they were put to one side. The family photos were later lost, whilst under my care, during a turbulent family time and a hedonistic period in my early 20s. So these cast-offs, of sorts, are all that remain.
I recently came across them again in my belongings and started to think about texts that might work well with them. I thought about travel writing and novels about journeys etc. Then the lyrics of one of my mother's favourite albums, Joni Mitchell, Blue, sprang to mind, for multiple reasons, themes of travel, tragedy, love and loss being some of them. So I started to experiment with words used in the lyrics of the album, defamiliarising and disrupting these songs I know so well, to fit the unfamiliar places in the pictures, that, in some way, at this time, represent my mother.
Vik Shirley