I bought some film in Norwich many moons ago; it was out of date, Soviet era film from Russia that somehow ended up in a local haunt of mine, this film was 40 years out of date. I shot these with Ephyra (it could only have been Ephyra, I struggle being around new people these days and she is home). I shot these under what was then and is now a time of creative turmoil. But I'd just seen a video by a man I fell for and I was reminded of how I loved the coast, the local churches and my home town, I felt his words, written years earlier were already laying in my bones, as I was laying in his. Whatever bought him here, Norfolk, where he doesn't originate from I am grateful to and I love. I had to push these films, I worked hard on them, with bromide and homemade recipes to get even something out of them, and one roll was lost. The video is here should you want to see it https://vimeo.com/25234788 I hope to be back confidently making art again soon, bear with me.