I'm so awake. I’ve got this excitement inside and its only 7.12am . Recently I didn’t know this time even existed. It is amazing. The sun has just begun to hit the walls of my room. Glowing an orangey yellow. Sigur Rós playing in the background. I’ve had a creative morning. I’ve decided on my public art project. I use to stay on Argyle street right next to central station. That flat was amazing. I’m going to make something for there. I kept a bit of an online diary at www.garybolam.co.uk/vice there was a fare few prostitutes there and I ended up seeing the same faces and getting to know their habits. They would generally shout to one another around 4 in the morning. I use to be awake in bed and hear their shouts. I’d see a few ‘…intimate’ moments shared between them and their clients at the most random of times. Cooking dinner for example.
Anyway I plan on making a text work for that area. I’m going to go get a shower now and head for the studio. Woohoo for random moments of inspiration!
