Finding yourself...

What a bizarre day.

We left home at 7.30am after cold showers as the gas tank ran out yesterday! It was a beautifully crisp morning and the sun was shining under low cloud casting a glorious light over the landscape. We drove past a woman squatting behind a tree... in full view of traffic passing from both directions. Worse, I don't think she was having a wee. I'd only just put my camera away too.

In to uni for our lecture - Performance in Photography, looking specifically at the work of Paul McCarthy (early 60s work using ketchup, mayonnaise, chocolate sauce... excrement). Fascinating, disturbing and repellent.

I spent the rest of the day stuck on the tube at Baker Street and then on to experience some more work. Now back home. Phew.