I'm traveling again tomorrow, heading off for a meeting about this new online magazine Refutation. The launch date has been put back a bit which I'm not too upset about as I'd only just begun to cobble together something approaching ok. I'm meeting Mark in a pub in Shoreditch although we haven't decided on how to recognise each other; maybe looking lost and hesitant will be enough. So far I've come up with a sort of rambling text about the technological devices I own which lead up to one of my filmic attempts to recreate the universe. I suppose they deal with connections between: technology and human experience and the world which almost responds to the brief I was given. As usual I feel stupidly nervous about the whole thing.
