Written in Barcelona, listening to John Chin play a solo break on keyboards at the Continental.... now we’re travelling faster than the speed of light through this universe into the next where there is another mother planet blooming teeming with life waiting to be filled with love whistle springing forth with life life springs forth... Continue Reading →
Refined Editing: I Could Have Been a Banker02b
One thing I did do while I was lying in bed was chip away at refining the video for I Could Have Been a Banker02. I wasn't completely happy with the first version, and wanted to better synchronise the images with the rhythm and pacing of the spoken word. So everyday I'd open the file... Continue Reading →
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Ground to a Halt: Pause to Reflect
There's nothing like an injury to stop you dead in your tracks. I had already been flummoxed and heavily distracted from my pursuits by my disbelief and incomprehension of U.K.'s grossly inequitable 1988 Housing Act which gives landlords so much more power than tenants. I was just getting going again, when the wrist got... Continue Reading →
