I have walked the length and breadth of Manhattan, my feet feel like they have been tenderised almost as much as my brain. Anyway it was fun, I walked for miles and miles and miles in the rain, skipped through central park and drank heavily in many Irish bars. I saw a tramp take a dump in the street and ate lots. I got paralysed with fear at the top on the Empire State Building (which I kept calling the Eiffel Tower) I ended up having to take some photos through the telescope things because my hands shook so much when I got near the edge. It was also really loud. I spent much of the week trying to record sirens on my phone. I remember laughing at Johanna Hallsten in San Francisco for trying and repeatedly failing to get her recording equipment out in time to capture the firetrucks, now I know how she feels. I managed to see one show too! Younger than Jesus at the New Museum in Soho (I think) it was extremely camp, over the top crammed with fun stuff. On the top floor was a show reel of recent significant media so the viewer could understand the mindset of these young artists. I enjoyed the Big Brother section but was disappointed that Hollyoaks was overlooked, I haven't got a TV at the moment and am really missing it. Today I am preparing for a film making workshop at BCA. By preparing I mean I am about to hurl a load of crap into a big suitcase and see if any of my cameras still work. I don't hold much hope for the cameras, I think San Fran did for them. Otherwise I am thinking about whether blogging has affected my career or work (and Facebook and now Twitter for that matter) I will blog the results later today.
I'm not a great Twitterer, this is my latest Tweet??
Recording morse code for my satellite film and packing a big case for my workshop at BCA on Saturday
