noone goes home whistling the lights
Another day at college, flooding on the way in made the roads snarled up, and the drivers were edgy. I focused more closely. The last of the school traffic leaving the roads clear as I approached Writtle.
Letting myself into the studio, I have become used to being alone in the space, it is becoming home, although I still feel like I am setting up a temporary camp, my thoughts still distracted by the various projects, the yearning to get out in the grounds and explore possible spaces or ideas for the CAaE proposal and project.
Pryle appears, we chat for a while, I eat yoghurt, make a sachet Latte in a re-usable mug and keep on sorting out the growing list of papers that I want to read, I attach the latest addition to the mobile hanging in the window,- a bronzed or rather brass feather, that I felt wanted to be placed there, attaching the dislodged cone that is opening in the head to the cord .
The day continues, our session with Pryle, brings new thoughts around writings, of visiting First Site next week, and the group discuss the creative student led sessions. The session plan proposal sheet, sitting to be completed shortly. It sounds like all have interesting ideas, and Mondays/ Tuesday sessions are going to prove exciting.
After lecture I headed over to the main site, slowly, exploring and starting the thought process for a walk, or capturing a walk.
Last night I had thought of wishing to use VR to engage the place in a film, that could be experienced from anywhere. I explored basic camera and the link between that and the VR software, I thought about binaural headphones, how would the participants experience the journey, what would the intention be - how would that be achieved? I went and spoke to Steve and checked out the equipment in Design 2, got a call from the Australian promoter about the next tour dates and then sat with a bottle of water looking at the gardens, which are looking slightly sad at the moment and thought, I wonder if you could image the land use of the time past.