At least part of my project for this year will be exploring space-times of silence and stillness - and relating them to stories. It will work both ways, I think: What stories do threads of spider web seen against a mid-day sun tell/inspire? And what (surprising) stillnesses and silences do stories suggest? Of course, focussing on silence and stillness means also being aware of space-times of noise and motion... The threads of spider web move in a breeze that otherwise escapes the senses; the distant sound of waves crashing emerges from the silence, a bar of birdsong... Counter-intuitively perhaps, I think silence and stillness will be best explored through moving images and soundtracks.
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together
What's going on?
A story, essay, lyric or rhyme with no reason almost every day...