Pedestrian

Route: Plymouth Train Station to PCA via bank. Duration: 30 Mins Time of Day: Morning Leg Hurting:   Embodiment Metronome: Lefebvre Intersection: Pedestrian island Sonic Wind: Music from fancy dress shop suddenly cutting across my line like a sonic wind GoogleMap: used google map for an experience to make it to the bank...

Route: PCA to Plymouth Train Station Duration: 15 mins Time of Day: Dusk

Route: House to bus stop via two banks Duration: 10 Mins Time of day: Morning Surface: Topography of the streets, great images are being drawn in my mind of the skin of this landscape (townscape?). Lines:    The horizontal lines are interrupted by verticals.  I'm thinking of parallax and this makes me               imaging everything is illusion.  We may even be living in a synthesised invention and not                    know it. Detail:    I'm walking with a child who is seeing this route (a regular one for me but not for him) through untainted, fresh eyes.  He picks up every detail.  Observations of inanimate minutiae but also the movements of birds, people, vehicles all get mentioned.  The everyday. ........ Pace:  My companion walks very slowly.  It forces me to slow down.  This is agonisingly slow at first but I eventually ent...

Route: Interior of my house Duration: 2 Hours approx Time of Day: Morning Tracking my movements/walk around the house in the act of vacuuming. Removal:  Reversal of laying down lines and marks, lifting things away with the vacuum cleaner. Dust Motes:   Air is a mass.  The outblow of the vacuum blows the dust around and it illustrates the  movement of the air.  It's suddenly there.  Visible.  There's a poetry in having the invisible revealed to you. Traffic:  Carpet worn.  Foot traffic.  Imprint of the family. Interior Space:  Just noting the difference in being in the confines of walls compared to outside.  Vague reference Jung and houses being interior of minds.  Layout of subconscious etc Dolls House:  As I'm vacuuming I'm mapping the house in my mind.  I'm trying to use the memory palace method of remembering my prompts.  I get a huge memory afterwards when I sketch out the pla...

Route: Home along Sharpham Path and back Duration: 45 Mins Time of Day: Morning Gateway: This is path is forged by feet.  It's a track that wasn't designed or laid it was formed by many walkers all needing to go the same way.  The beginning of it marks the gateway to a rural, carless environment. Graffiti: Imagine my amusement when I discover half way up the first section of path a huge penis graffitied onto the tarmac.  The urban occasionally slips through the gate..... Cocoon: I'm feeling antisocial. I am cocooned with my hood up.  It's scant protection from the other humans taking their Sunday stroll.  Sometimes my skin is too thin to be around them. Being cocooned made me consider the car as a vacuum.  We arrive disconnected from the environment, cut off, cocooned.  When we exit the car on arrival we are abandoned by the familiar hermetic pod.  When we walk, in contrast to this, we are in process, adjustments are made and make w...

Route: wandering across fields in the direction of Sharpham Duration: 1 hour Time of Day: midday Using the book Body Space Image by Miranda Tufnell and Chris Crickmay (1990) I considered my body travelling through the space, the relationship to space and the displacement of space. I tried a deeper investigation found in the chapter Landscapes . Coincidentally there are five prompts (or scores) for use in this improvisation: shedding: shed self image, plans, worries, socialised behaviour                  ask questions - who or what you are/can become                  see your relation to the whole                     (yourself as just one ingredient of a whole piece) being receptive: be present - keep your attention bright                              (don't lo...

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