Tuesday, 29 June 2010
I have an enormous blister on my instep. The photograph below does not do it justice. I had strained the foot while tramping around European cities in search of adventure and it was just about healed when I decided to finish it off with a little "Tiger Balm" a sort of right on deep heat. Within minutes the balm, BALM! (the clue is in the name surely?) was causing some sort of volcanic eruption on my foot. Itchy discomfort soon turned to unbearable agony and in time a liquid filled blister the size of half a golf ball. I had planned to go to London on Thursday to see "Stardust Boogie Woogie" but without a jet pack I think it very unlikely I shall make it.
This is the next thing I'm doing. A piece of work called Pearlville for a show called Unspooling at the Cornerhouse (curated by Mssrs Bracey and Griffiths) All connected up with another shadowy organisation called AND. And another blog, just when I said I would never do another one (inevitable Jaws and Sean Connery references).
On the first of August I will be locked in an art factory in Salford making at least one film a day for two weeks. My film factory, modestly named "Pearlville", is shamelessly inspired by the improvisational nature of the early days of film. It will be an extension of my existing Automatic filmmaking work but with a wider approach. Preparations are beginning, I have some explosives, a wetsuit, and an oversized dinner jacket.