Liquidity
30/12/11 23:28
Drowned landscape, the reservoir brimming. Buttery
coconut through the dripping rain, gorse in its second
flowering of the year. Read More...
Making Glass: studio
11/12/11 23:16
In the studio today, Stuart films me Making
Glass, a re-enactment. Read
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Making Glass: location
10/12/11 23:24
As the lemony sun sinks into a grey cloudbank over
Mount Edgcumbe in south east Cornwall, Stuart films me
on Stonehouse Pool Beach Read
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Sound-Image
20/11/11 23:15
Sound-Image
Scope of me whistling into the Hellivox, at the Practical Electronica exhibition, Phoenix, Brighton during a weekend visit to Cine-City festival. Read More...
Scope of me whistling into the Hellivox, at the Practical Electronica exhibition, Phoenix, Brighton during a weekend visit to Cine-City festival. Read More...
Full cloud
13/08/11 23:14
Complete cloud cover. Photo of
street lamp in back lane through blackout curtains
in the bedroom. It’s the peak of the Perseid
shower, with meteor activity between midnight and
dawn. Best viewing around 2am when the full moon
is setting, low in the south to southwest sky.
Hmmm.
Half gone 7.12am the Blockhouse,
-3.5C.
REQUIEM // 102 minute #29
16/12/10 00:01
This is my contribution to Nick
Rombes’ experimental film project, which marks the
10th anniversary of the release of Darren
Aronofsky’s Requiem for a Dream. Nick
said that REQUIEM // 102 “aims to expand and
push the boundaries of writing and thinking about
film in the digital era [and]
examines/explores/riffs on/detours from/responds
to/aggravates/ supplements/ one frame from each
minute of the film. 102 minutes = 102 frames.” He
sent me this jpg, taken from minute #29.
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Crescent moon, 3 days old.
Swirl
21/11/10 21:39
Past the Cristal flooring
warehouse, along the Laira. The slop-slop of grey
green water a foot below the top of the gabions.
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One Minute
19/10/10 23:00
Screening of One Minute volume 4 the collection
of artists’ moving image curated by Kerry Baldry. Plymouth Arts Centre Thursday 19
October. Read
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Scent of warm fruit. 
Cycle
24/08/10 23:37
Fuzzed up: a warm front slowly
dissolves the moon, and the rain starts.
Birch
23/08/10 23:37
High white hole, arms in shadow
outstretched through the birch leaves. 
In place
02/08/10 23:43
I stand in a bowl-shaped valley and the film curves
around me. The concave granite walls amplify sound, and
the covering of conifers, broad-leaved trees and scrub
soak up reflections, so that the vibration of a bee’s
wings on the far side of the clearing is heard as if in
close-up. Read More...
Fireweed
31/07/10 23:49
Get up when the sun shines and head into the breaking
cloud with the cameras to film timelapse and bee
fly-bys. As we drive along the A386 to Dartmoor, massed
plants light up the verge, blazing pink. Read More...
Golden bee
26/07/10 23:35
Up close and steamy today in the lab today, Martin’s
gilded bee has a starring role on the miniature 360
degree stage of the scanning electron microscope. We
‘film’ our prize specimen from different positions,
focusing on her lovely furry face: which, I notice, is
heart-shaped. Read More...
Burrator
25/07/10 23:59
We take a different path through the wood and find a
clearing among the trees that’s out of the wind.
Perfect for filming and sound recording: the breeze
from the north west is picking up and puffs of light
cloud start blow across. Read More...
Bee-proof
22/07/10 23:38
We drive through heavy rain along the southern edge of
Dartmoor, then clouds evaporate as we head down into
South Hams and arrive at Martin’s house. Read More...
Bow
21/07/10 22:28
I buy bee protection supplies for tomorrow’s filming
date with Martin and his honeybees: yellow Marigold
gloves (they have longer wrists) and long sox.
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Lab time
20/07/10 22:44
Today we’re on laboratory time as we look at our bee
samples on the big 6100 Scanning Electron Microscope.
Inside: the roar and whoosh of the air con, chuntering
of mechanical devices; outside: rain, rain, all day.
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Flow
19/07/10 22:44
Yesterday lunchtime Tony and Ruth from next door
brought round 3 tiny froglets they’d found in the
gutter out the front: escapees from the Lidl bowl in
our back garden. Back to sunshine again today, and in
the sound studio with James, working on the audio
design. Read More...
Lavender
17/07/10 23:54
On the edge of rural Plymouth there’s a ceramic plaque
with a drawing of a bee that says: A beekeeper lives
here. Read More...
Bloomsday
16/07/10 23:56
Huge gusts wrestling branches,
leaves ripped. Bumble bees hide out the storm in
the thick of the bay tree. Read
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Drifting
14/06/10 23:53
Candle wax smoke and the laughter
of student parties. A smooth ginger cat stalks the
walls and corrugated rooftops of sheds and
garages, criss-crossing all the way down the back
gardens to Salisbury Road. Read
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Scratchy
14/05/10 23:51
Step out into cool evening blue,
chalk-marked from the northwest. 
This one’s for Lesley B x
Jittery slim crescent 
Smiley
20/03/10 22:40
Walk out the front door and before
my left foot hits the path I look up and the slim
crescent is swinging up over Cobbles the Clown’s
rooftop. A curvy razor smile with bloody teeth and
the bottom lip bee-stung ultraviolet. Read More...
Moonwave
27/02/10 22:31
7am hailstorm Plymouth; earthquake
Chile. Little Sainsbury’s carpark 5 o’clock,
prickly moist air, smeary sky, the sun a fizzing
lemon bonbon dissolving into a bowl of grey suds.
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Crescent Loop
18/02/10 20:21
Dunes performance: she held the
bowl in both hands and projected the pattern of
light-water onto her body. Read
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Present Absence
24/01/10 00:46
Absent Presence
23/01/10 00:41
New
17/01/10 20:23
Today’s new moon just before it
slipped behind the rooftops into Beaumont Park;
looking across to the pair of in-fill houses in
May Terrace: the two houses were built to replace
part of the terrace taken out by WWII bombs.
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Slivery Moon
20/12/09 17:16
Turn right along the edge towards Ringmore. Across the
valley to the left Burrator dam, waterfalls made
miniature by distance. My eyes cup the tiny landscape
and hold the view. Three small rough-haired ponies hide
out in the carpark by the cottage; swollen bellies,
chestnut, black and white-brown. Head off down the
lefthand fork, single track towards Sheepstor village,
rivers of ice skidding across the tarmac as the weight
of water squeezes out of the grass crown of the moor.
Auburn bracken crumbled into crystal green.
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Tate Moon
03/12/09 20:34
At Tate Modern to see the AnimateTV programme in the Starr
Auditorium, introduced by Stuart Comer, Tate
Modern Film Curator. A sumptuous setting to see
our Sea Change film Teign Spirit on the big
screen. Read
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Moony
29/11/09 23:57
Back garden 6 o’clock. Gritty tang of wet coal, a
sodden mess of leaves below the infrared beam. Lift up
my camera and catch the bulgy moon in a veil of fast
clouds spinning across from the north east. A few
specks of cold rain, flickery brown-red iris.
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Wet Wind
22/11/09 23:45
Up past Burrator and miserable dripping Princetown to
the carpark beyond Merrivale, five rooks hopping and
bobbing in the misty drizzle on the grass. Drive
through the streaming water across the moor to
Hexworthy, the West Dart river running chestnut brown
ripple, coffee chocolate with vanilla foaming veins;
then Venford reservoir where there are waves and the
Victorian road bridge across the dam is flooded. Home
via Holne, Coombe and Buckfastleigh; a fierce wind
gusting, with a proper old-fashioned man in the moon, a
sky-white crescent swinging down to the south west
horizon. Read More...
Jem Cohen sitting on the stage at
Norwich Arts Centre. AURORA: Transcription
14/11/09 23:59
Unseen people talking behind me as I sit in the cinema
and wait for the next programme: “This tiny gesture
that she, no this tsunami ... that ripples out across
the whole family ... this idea of desire starting
something ... under the caravan setting it on fire to
stop it ... but then we see him with his ... and watch
the whole thing come down. It’s such a small thing. I
sent an email it was really great ... she’s got a mouth
on her. No, I was impressed. It’s true, it is true.
Yeah yeah. Sorry. That’s what it is I think ... she
feels ...” Read
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AURORA: Norwich
13/11/09 19:17
Cathedral Apartments: the large window on the stairs
has crimson and deep blue glass panels framing the
central pane. Read
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Inspector Specto
07/11/09 00:52
AFTER Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
Studio One: Inspector Specto from Kayla Parker on Vimeo.
Read More...Wobbly
29/10/09 23:00
AFTER Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
Camera handheld at arms length up to the moon through the birch leaves. Traffic, warm, no breeze; faraway mewl of a cat and helicopter drone; a splosh in the pond as a fish scares itself and flips in the water. Read More...
Camera handheld at arms length up to the moon through the birch leaves. Traffic, warm, no breeze; faraway mewl of a cat and helicopter drone; a splosh in the pond as a fish scares itself and flips in the water. Read More...
Mouth Loop
26/10/09 14:20
Studio One: Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
Inside/outside
Dream: in a small waiting room, with a glass wall and door, on the border between nature and culture. I stand in the corner next to the door and display my ‘pieces’ - small creative objects, personal records - on the wall. I reach up and pin them to the wall, above shoulder height. Behind me a group of First Nations Canadians file in and sit around a low circular table: elders, with their tribal collections of knowledge coded into artefacts made of wood, berries, stones. I am in some way being judged, behind my back, but am accepted. I look through the glass to where I will be going: the wild land, trees and scrub ahead. Read More...
Inside/outside
Dream: in a small waiting room, with a glass wall and door, on the border between nature and culture. I stand in the corner next to the door and display my ‘pieces’ - small creative objects, personal records - on the wall. I reach up and pin them to the wall, above shoulder height. Behind me a group of First Nations Canadians file in and sit around a low circular table: elders, with their tribal collections of knowledge coded into artefacts made of wood, berries, stones. I am in some way being judged, behind my back, but am accepted. I look through the glass to where I will be going: the wild land, trees and scrub ahead. Read More...
Cutting Edge
25/10/09 18:44
Studio One: Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
Turn back the clock; we’re locked into Greenwich Mean Time for the next 6 months.
16.16 BATTER STREET Gavin sitting up in the projection room getting ready for the Sunday evening screening. Whir of central heating pump, faint keyboard. Dry fruit and sawdust smell. Read More...
Turn back the clock; we’re locked into Greenwich Mean Time for the next 6 months.
16.16 BATTER STREET Gavin sitting up in the projection room getting ready for the Sunday evening screening. Whir of central heating pump, faint keyboard. Dry fruit and sawdust smell. Read More...
Space to Speak
24/10/09 17:55
Studio One: Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
ROLLING PICNIC
Two small round plastic caps at the top of Peacock Lane: cerulean blue E63 and light lime green FLIP OFF. Fresh fast wind off the sea, blazing horizon. M+S Super wholefood salad and a plastic fork; then latte in the arts centre café. [TINKLY TOP NOTES ON A PIANO, CONTRALTO SMOKY SOUL DIVA IN CONVERSATION WITH A MELLOW SAX] [“Feel your touch... the thrill [...] nights are [...] lovers can [...] the thrill... is gone... this is the end...”] Women grouped around a table in the upstairs gallery by the café, making things out of scraps of material, lace edging; speaking quietly. French and English voices, pinning and sewing; soft and communal. Read More...
ROLLING PICNIC
Two small round plastic caps at the top of Peacock Lane: cerulean blue E63 and light lime green FLIP OFF. Fresh fast wind off the sea, blazing horizon. M+S Super wholefood salad and a plastic fork; then latte in the arts centre café. [TINKLY TOP NOTES ON A PIANO, CONTRALTO SMOKY SOUL DIVA IN CONVERSATION WITH A MELLOW SAX] [“Feel your touch... the thrill [...] nights are [...] lovers can [...] the thrill... is gone... this is the end...”] Women grouped around a table in the upstairs gallery by the café, making things out of scraps of material, lace edging; speaking quietly. French and English voices, pinning and sewing; soft and communal. Read More...
Lightbox
24/10/09 12:40
Studio One: Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
10.16 BATTER STREET Back in. A mushy warm kind of day. Skylight leaking into an empty 5 litre Hellmann’s REAL mayonnaise tub (“...The only mayonnaise”) and a Pure Brilliant WHITE (FOR WALLS & CEILINGS) Dulux Rich Matt (WIPE CLEAN) 10 litre plastic paint pot. Behind the deep blue door: rap/hip-hop [“Birdz ov a feather now [...] get back muthafucka, u don’t no me like tha’] Young male voices [YOU HAVE LISTENED TO RAP ON TELEVISION! YOU LOVE METAL... RAP SHOULD BE LIKE THAT!] Read More...
10.16 BATTER STREET Back in. A mushy warm kind of day. Skylight leaking into an empty 5 litre Hellmann’s REAL mayonnaise tub (“...The only mayonnaise”) and a Pure Brilliant WHITE (FOR WALLS & CEILINGS) Dulux Rich Matt (WIPE CLEAN) 10 litre plastic paint pot. Behind the deep blue door: rap/hip-hop [“Birdz ov a feather now [...] get back muthafucka, u don’t no me like tha’] Young male voices [YOU HAVE LISTENED TO RAP ON TELEVISION! YOU LOVE METAL... RAP SHOULD BE LIKE THAT!] Read More...
The Measure of It
23/10/09 17:32
Studio One: Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
14.50 BATTER STREET deep blue break time [THUNDER OF TRAINERS ON WOODEN STAIRS]. Simon comes to check everything’s ok.
THE MEASURE OF IT: I use the window as a lightbox, scrape the skin of the film, peel back strips of emulsion with the blade. [THE FLY DOES A LITLE BUZZY DANCE] Leaning on the glass I am in/outside, my vision flexing. A youth on the phone outside the door [AND HE SAID WHAT?] (His voice breaking into the mouthpiece). Read More...
14.50 BATTER STREET deep blue break time [THUNDER OF TRAINERS ON WOODEN STAIRS]. Simon comes to check everything’s ok.
THE MEASURE OF IT: I use the window as a lightbox, scrape the skin of the film, peel back strips of emulsion with the blade. [THE FLY DOES A LITLE BUZZY DANCE] Leaning on the glass I am in/outside, my vision flexing. A youth on the phone outside the door [AND HE SAID WHAT?] (His voice breaking into the mouthpiece). Read More...
I'm In
23/10/09 14:26
Studio One: Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
10.10 BATTER STREET I’m in. Thanks Simon for giving me the keys. Studio One: undisturbed air, chalk dust taste. Against the wall, some random tables, blue plastic chairs in stacks, a white kettle jug on the floor. Read More...
10.10 BATTER STREET I’m in. Thanks Simon for giving me the keys. Studio One: undisturbed air, chalk dust taste. Against the wall, some random tables, blue plastic chairs in stacks, a white kettle jug on the floor. Read More...
Feeling Full
04/10/09 22:00
BEFORE Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
Photos of the almost-full moon: hand-held at arms outstretched in the bay window upstairs, facing south. Long wobbly exposures. Read More...
Photos of the almost-full moon: hand-held at arms outstretched in the bay window upstairs, facing south. Long wobbly exposures. Read More...
Drawing Down the Moon
01/10/09 21:00
BEFORE Artist’s residency at Plymouth Arts Centre
The garden, night time. A frog, unseen, gurgling to the music of water tickling into the drain by the back door. Sweet white liquorice smell of bean flowers, water hawthorn vanilla ice scenting the air around the pond. The temperature slowly dropping, a degree lower every night once the sun goes down. I’m hunting spiders in their webs with my camera, but the webs are past their best, ripped by the wind. The moon’s up. High and bright white, a slice off full; clouds like star fields and moody galaxies. Read More...
The garden, night time. A frog, unseen, gurgling to the music of water tickling into the drain by the back door. Sweet white liquorice smell of bean flowers, water hawthorn vanilla ice scenting the air around the pond. The temperature slowly dropping, a degree lower every night once the sun goes down. I’m hunting spiders in their webs with my camera, but the webs are past their best, ripped by the wind. The moon’s up. High and bright white, a slice off full; clouds like star fields and moody galaxies. Read More...
A Seaside Rendezvous: at the MUSEum
04/09/09 23:00
Teignmouth, Friday: the day of the first Muse concert on The Den. The
home-made signs and posters were the best: there
is a tabletop sale 10am to 1pm at the MUSEum on
Saturday morning 5 September. Moments: getting my
feet wet, dance steps of seagulls printed in the
sand under the pier, sitting on a flower bed wall
eating sweet greeny-pink Victoria plums in the sun, and
rescuing a giant-size Elephant Hawk Moth larva: we
tempted it off the pavement onto my Thomas Luny
postcard of Teignmouth, and transported it to
safety near the Quay Street carpark. Read
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