This is my first time writing this, which probably explains why I’ve left it until the final hour. I’m in the passenger seat of Gallery’s delivery van, typing in the dark after two months of procrastination. I briefly considered flying under the radar and borrowing Ben’s format, starting with an obscure pop culture reference and baking in some mild irreverence where possible, hoping it passed unnoticed. But it felt like a strange way to approach an issue themed around “expression”. And why hide? There’s a lot to be proud of in this issue. It’s a common complaint that not much...