Monday 20 January 2014

The Opera Ho Chi Minh

So...

 Having begun to create (on the Anvil Studio site) the first pieces of the proposed opera about that venerable old man and having already produced seven separate elements of the work, I managed to lose  everything when my last problem with the windows 7 on the desktop required a complete re-installation...hadn't saved the new works...all the old stuff was backed up, but the new has gone forever..such a shame...
ok so it's 05:07 on stand by at home but at work...do you see... a quiet night, only one activation( Ravenscraig regional sports centre) and the penultimate shift of this currant seven day cycle...  the flu/cold that threatened to take over seems to be receding(hope..) and now its time for the G4s check call....

Monday 30 December 2013

and at the end of the day....it's time for bed...five more shifts then another weekend off...      At this time(01:33) three new pictures, created on the Nexus, are printed.



 

Monday 29 July 2013

Its 10:41 now about to have a bath, on back-shift(15:00/24:00) this afternoon and the rest of the week, just checked ess(work timesheet) and I'm off this coming week-end, then on 12 hour nightshift next week...finishing Saturday 10th at 06:30 to start my holiday... some enquiries to letting agents in Spain, and an email to Sheila,...
     Last night another extended dream this time a gathering of musician's in an old house in England/Spain lots of guitarist's, musico's all milling chatting bonding, drink and a kind of party...at one point someone suggests I've misplaced some money and pointedly gives me £3.50 in change...later this is given to someone else to much some much needed but forgotten piece of equipment...seems to last a long week-end...

Monday 22 July 2013

     

       so...just awake (on my 5th nightshift at 21:50, nearly time to go...) and this evening had a dream which conflated my stay at 9/11 the Avenue with some elements of The Misfits...after climbing up through the house, a four story Georgian residence in Kilburn, London; I find a group of people standing outside a flat, looks like and over-spill from a party, beyond this group a flat door is open and a  young woman curvy, dressed in a house-coat, is walking into her flat. I say something and we start to talk. The flat is, (for the avenue)  quite big, at least five rooms, we talk and she invites me in. After more conversation while I'm thinking should  invite her to my flat for a meal at some point, then a big thing about address's and telephone numbers...getting them set down..at one point she's sitting on a sofa and (leaning back)her house-coat has slipped revealing and stomach and crotch. She makes it very apparent she's not wearing underwear, she stretches and looks at me and I comment on what a beautiful view I have seen...suddenly we're in a field talking over a fence ( and this is very clearly (even in the dream) based on the Marilyn Monroe/Clark Gable/Montgomery Clift movie...we chat and she looks gorgeous and I'm forgetting the age difference, obviously interested in a physical relationship( and more importantly, it appears she is,also not averse...)
      so... we are back at her flat back and there's no door on the kitchen and it's on the ground floor, rain coming in, no door, almost derelict, over grown vegetation visible... (but in the first instant I had climbed high through the house to find her( and the flat...); her friend/sister( they look alike) is sitting on another sofa chatting with a family( almost like a social work interview).. Teresa(?) says she's hungry now and I think about whether to go in the car and get some food at an Indian takeaway or invite her down to my place and cook something for her, would like her to see my art works...
     so there are more impression...the look on her face and expression's as we chat in field (she's possibly older than I first thought and while still attractive not like miss Munroe as I had first thought, her skin also has a tan that's definitely from a trip or some time abroad..
    her friend/sister is also attractive and perhaps more classically beautiful but we only briefly are introduced by Teresa.... the kitchen in the flat is above the room where the and I'm again surprised at how big the flat is... the people outside the flat have drinks in their hands...

Friday 19 July 2013

  The first thing you notice is the tethering that is so much part of our lives today mobile phones, laptops, the car keys, all these tiny tendrils, that even  twenty years ago would not have bound us around the notion of consumption. So it goes.....the death of our independence.. maybe, but then again our thoughts about who we were then are very difficult to separate from the conception of our currant view.