I went to see Tacita Dean’s Film at the Tate Modern today. It was pretty amazing. Doing that kind of work on celluloid is just…unfathomable. It would probably be semi-easily done digitally – which is part of the mystique of it. It did remind me of of Norman McLaren a bit (though the perforations are artifically visible – the film exists within a frame, er, framed by them) dialed up to eleven, though silent and, y’know, not animated. She played with moving images within still images within artificial frames to fascinating effect. And since it’s on a continual loop, I do wonder if it’s projected digital/hypocritically.
Yeah, I’m not very good at talking about art. It suffices to say that I liked it a great deal.
Speaking of the film v. digital debate (as well as the highbrow v. the not), I took some silly photos. Here are some of them.
Last night’s recording was very fun. I met fellow Ottawan, Sarah (who now lives in London), who led the Canadian fan hugs off before the show (as Mr Watson was trying to, y’know, get into the studio.)
If you want to listen to the mayhem, you can here. I started the applause after the charity mugger joke, so I made it on to Radio 4. FINALLY!
I had intended to go to a film tonight, but as I walked about 13 miles today, I sat down once I got to my hotel and more or less haven’t stood up since. Must try to wake up early tomorrow to do a bit of wandering/more photo-taking of billboards, which are generally awesome. My flight to Poznan (via Munich) is tomorrow at 11am. Wish me luck that my luggage makes it through (and me too, obviously).