Procrastination, procrastination. I have decided the best way forward is to go properly public with this project. As a piece that theoretically has no end, it is in danger of having no beginning, so my plan is to put it together sequence by sequence and then post it up here. It will be warts ‘n all but that’s the nature of the work so I’m ok with that.
So here I go. A combination of a recent trip to Berlin – heading into Poland and very much inspired by the East Berlin museum… that’s me erratically driving a real trabant round a virtual estate. I banged this little sequence together – went home and then thought – it needs a voice. Probably prefer it wasn’t mine, but as I’m the only one available at short notice, I pinched a bit of my own (very recent) verse and wove it in.
I am taking the attitude that a blank canvas is a scary thing and that to start making marks gives me something to work with.
Yes that is me in the red trousers… filmed in the Moulsecoomb tv studios in Brighton erm…33 years ago… eeeek!
