It is just a regular afternoon on the local patch, Enmore Road. Walking pass and looking through glass windows, life simply goes on. Everyone has their own purpose in a day, kind of. It may finish with or without the missions accomplished.
No one cares if there was no tomorrow. Just now…the moment is trapped in invisible illusions.
An autumn night in Sydney is not too cold to stroll along the streets, not as cold as the city itself. Not many creatures are active in this hour but the motionless despair. It invisibly creeps out of its cave and relentlessly swallow its preys, alive. There are so many lights but they cannot see way…home. Five steps to break down.
This is pretty much the last bit of Anywhere Chairs project, making DVDs. Because I was working with my own tools not the school’s facilities, the first two DVDs with various of compressed file formats were made as the masters for Metro Screen and myself. They are in cases with printed covers. “It’s about the presentation” I told them while handing one of the masters. This new batch of five is given to other associates:
I have been photographing abandoned chairs on the streets and in piles of junks to be collected by the Councils around Sydney with a camera phone for sometime. Although it seems dreary when capturing remains of broken furniture, what I see is the beauty of social interaction between the residents. In their short life cycles [...]
I am relieved to a certain degree. I’ve just finished the script for Sydney Songlines workshop. This is significant in many ways:
The first script since moving to Sydney.
The first screenplay since Uni.
The first piece I have written in English ever.
Junk Pile project is set to some direction. I very much enjoy this creative process. [...]
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