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#29 In memory of Nick Darke
It was particularly poignant when Henry Darke sent me these polaroids of his father playwright and poet Nick Darke who also died on June 10th in 2005. They were taken during a holiday Nick went on in Scotland with Henry’s mum Jane. One of Nick’s favourite books was Desert Solitaire by Edward Abby (Henry made…
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#28 Henry Darke sings Stay the Same
I have just had a visit from my good friends and felllow filmmakers Henry Darke and Harry Wootliff. Henry is also a musician and a few months ago he wrote this song in response to my film. It seemed apt to record it on the platform where I film myself every morning. Except we did…
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Two weeks to go!
And now I just want everything to stay the same . . . .
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#27 Sleep Stills by Pippa Best
My friend Pippa Best sent me this short film yesterday in response to the project. I have known Pippa since early childhood when our parents were part of a baby sitting exhange so it is very appropriate her film is about childhood. Pippa and I lost touch for several years then accidentally bumped into each…
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On Standing Still
Twenty days to go. There has been some more press interest in the project recently. Interestingly the focus this time has been more on the idea of me standing still which I quite like. It’s very true that the process of making this film has involved standing still in many different ways. Every day I…
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#26 Thomas Thwaites
Thomas Thwaites has visited Knoydart twice now to collect mica for his infamous Toaster Project which is now going to be part of a TV series he is working on for on Channel 4. In an equally tenacious project Thomas set out to build a household toaster from scratch using raw materials to demonstrate our…
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One month to go!
Today I have been filming at exactly the same time, in exactly the same place every day for 11 months. I now only have 31 days left to go. I can’t quite believe that filming is coming to an end this soon. The closer I get to finishing filming the more I have been questioning…
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In search of a happy ending
My self imposed prison has turned into a bit of a paradise recently. The weather has been glorious, incredible sunsets, blue skies, cuckoos and a weekend of kayaking. Strangely even with the good weather and the opportunity to travel again imminent I still feel the same anxiety that has underpinned this whole year. I have…