Peter McAdam 

Macdada (Peter McAdam) is a contemporary artist who as a Fine Art student at Sunderland 
Polytechnic/University corresponded (as did many others), with Fluxus artist and lecturer in 
the Fine Art Department, Robin Crozier. WHO PUT THE FUN IN FUNERAL, 
SALVADOR DALI’S FUNERAL (Macdada > Robin Crozier) 
ANOTHER PERFORMANCE TO BE IMAGINED and THE CONTENTS OF ANTONIN ARTALO’S 
BOITE EN VALISE (Robin Crozier > Macdada).Short plays written to each other: not to be staged 
publicly, but read privately and imagined. Macdada sent his to Robin first – but what had he 
previously received from Robin which triggered this silent, staged art event; The Funeral of Salvidor Dali. 
(Timely, as this year, 2004 marks 100 years since his birth). Guest appearances are made by the 
likes of Bella Logosi, Andre Breton, Bruce Forsyth and Joan of Arc. Robin Crozier replied with 
Another performance to be imagined for MACDADA, a 3 page surrealist conversation in the dark. 
Do the lights ever go on? Robin’s cast - in response to MACDADA’s is a line up of equaliy infamous 
characters including; Marcel Duchamp, Yves Tanguy, Tarzan and Leonora Carrington. 



 

GHOST

i once took a spoon 
and put it through a ghost
it tasted of honey
with the feeling of a kingfishers wing 
on the side of my temple


Amnesia

I seen a shoebox attached to a parachute
It landed in a nearby field
I climbed over the stile and crossed the field
The parachute lay on the grass like a busted chrysanthemum
Underneath-lay the shoebox
I opened it hesitantly
Inside was a photograph of my house with me looking up into the sky
Perturbed
I took it to my local police station 
I handed it to the sergeant he then entered a small room
I heard them laughing
An air pilot took the box and turned to the sergeant
“Same time next week?”
“Aye” replied the sergeant in a gruff voice.
 

Etc.

I keep spent light bulbs
In a cardboard box labelled “HOPE”
It’s just the way I am
I’ve seen a doctor about it
I’ve got loads of surveillance footage of him coming out of restaurants
I keep the videotapes in a cardboard box labelled “HOPE”
 

TRUE STORY

There was this guy 
who swallowed the moon while he was asleep
he woke up and carried on his day
when he tried to talk
small white balloons came out of his mouth,
when he laughed - an invisible fork would hover
and puncture the balloons
his words lay on the roadside
like discarded bread for the birds to feed from
i heard that a seagull stole his whisper
and would use it to seduce fish.