i believe it is called.
A multi media VERY VERY expensive array of screens in a darkened expensive room with various expensive employees strutting around
No one but me - that day maybe 6 weeks ago, able to watch and listen to a man - the usual ex Londoner face you get down here ashen from years of pollution (there is always a choice to leave i did, with no money and no new job and no 'home' nothing... and the silver lining of 'fighting' had not made my mind as sharp as now in fact was only 3 / 10 ..when ..well she knows who i can be and i would like feedback from....Woodlanders car park...)
Stephen is screaming angsting and angsting the camera picking up all his hurt and angst and every mutter...
even i found too much...
I think we have been getting really SHIT artists grant funded to bring us some one dimensional view of Stephen for about 25 years...doesn't seem to have worked..i see Stephens everywhere (you too cantoo cos i filmed it but that will take time with a socket)
many more...and loads and loads of Stevies too the f version....
none of whom would be able to STOP and just BE.. in the beauty of wonky old nature and its tricks
... now as i do write very well about The Sublime - a range of even Britolite 'artists' have said to my face thistersummer...
on their 500 quid fancy 'retreats'....
(i always add in the so interesting...yes Poland did have this so rich intellectual literary tradition
wzniosły
almost as nuanced as saudade - it isn't finshed yet (you wont find that on your one dimensional line...)
to be cont later
