Ali Smith
Ali Smith
Ali Smith CBE FRSLis a Scottish writer...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionWriter
mother father somewhere-else
My father is from Newark in Nottinghamshire and my mother is from the very north of Ireland. They've ended up in Scotland, where my father - well, both of them - will always be seen as having come from somewhere else.
father book home
What shop did this book come from? she asked. Her father was looking worried at the cooker. He always got rice wrong. I don't know, Brooksie, he said, I don't remember. That was unimaginable, not remembering where a book has come from! and where it was bought from! That was part of the whole history, the whole point, of any book that you owned! And when you picked it up later in the house at home, you knew, you just knew by looking and having it in your hand, where it came from and where you got it and when and why you'd decided to buy it.
art craft crafty dark great light notions quite time twin word
It's the word 'artful'; it's such a great word, with its dark and its light side, its art and its cunning, the craft and the crafty of it - I've been preoccupied with the word 'artful' and the twin notions of 'cornucopia' and 'pickpocket' it suggests for quite some time.
looks kind
There is a kind of poetry, bad and good, in evrything, everywhere we look.
connections connected happens
Even things which seem separate and finished are infinitely connected and will infinitely connect. This connection happens as soon as you let it, as soon as you engage - as soon as you even attempt to engage.
book needs alive
All we need to do, reader or writer, from first line to final page, is be as open as a book, and be alive to the life in language - on all its levels.
moving space corsets
Words are like untying a corset - you can move into this great space with them.
important stories knows
It is important to know the stories and histories of things, even if all we know is that we don't know.
eye broken might
All we are is eyes looking for the unbroken or the edges where the broken bits might fit each other.
art way happens
Art makes nothing happen in a way that makes something happen.
heart reason
The head has its confines. The head’s got those all right, and the heart. The heart has its reasons.
tombstone want headstone
I don't want a tombstone. You could carve on it 'She never actually wanted a tombstone.'
art
Do you come to art to be comforted, or do you come to art to be re-skinned?
stella
Stella Duffy is a writer who never lets you down.