and there is a temporary alteration of car park to entertainment base, a definite hybrid
I know there is a difference in scale, but I am still a little disappointed that this site was not able to host a car or two for the CAR ART PARK project
Currently, this is one of the venues for the Oxford Photography show, and highlighting on film. There was not enough time this week for me to experience this drive-in cinema. Shame really as the experience would fit very well with my project. Your car, your cinema.
But what is the cinema experience like? What about with a car full or is it only really workable for those in the front seats?
How does drive in cinema rank for film going experience? Or is the film really not the thing?
Whitish rectangle = inflatable cinema screen
I have a vague memory of going to a drive-in a long, long while ago … just do not remember for certain. Was it in America or possibly, might have been Australia?? But nothing beyond that fuzzy memory. The confusion is compounded as even that hazy image is caught up in the memory of seeing films and TV programs where scenes are set in drive-ins. But I have never had a bouncy ponytail. Makes the reality of that visit even more less likely – possibly?
.. while over my car , the clouds were deepening and as I parked the rain came on. So there is just sunny clear weather to come and look forward to.
This morning had a definite autumn feel.. Yes it was bright an hour and a half ago when I set out, but damp with a breeze: the leaves scuttering at the roadside.
Definite rain now … and road travel reports the whole area clogged up. The local reporter says next alert will be much shorter .. He will only report on the roads which are open.
and the right time of year to start to see the cobwebs everywhere outside. With the mist the webs are full of the glistening droplets, and on my car a couple of spiders too hoping to catch their breakfast.
For a moment before getting into the car .. because once inside the window is often wound up tight and I have blocked off the sounds from outside .. but before that there was a moment and I realised just how still and quiet everything was. Giving myself permission to linger longer, and you do have to allow yourself to agree that this is a useful way to spend the time .. and realised there were no other car sounds, no bird sounds. But there was the muted drizzle of the rain falling through the leaves of the next door’s tree. A faint yet distinct rhythm. And sometimes catching from the corner of your eye the slight flutter of a leaf accompanying the dance by receiving the drip. Not silent at all.
A car sweeps past on the nearby main road. The moment is gone. Back to the day job.
cobweb in the morning
The quick short posting about the regular journeys, is part of the build up to this event which will be in Oxford over the weekend October 18th
Sites are being sorted.
Artists are getting ready
After a slow car journey after a slow morning start before even getting to the bus . But it is a beautiful morning after the bright big moon night.
Into London . Get the work done . Back home. Those closed journeys and days when the focus does not stray . When you do not let the concentration wander beyond the blinkers. Allow the extraordinary individual sights and sounds to go without a remark or recognition. Sometimes not paying attention beyond the task – even the routine ones- is exactly the right thing to do .
But yes warm and sunny in between those start and end positions of the week days
Walking across the car park this evening , 7 pigeons, 2 magpies also scouring the ground for treasures. I found a 5p coin, not sure what their pickings were. Perhaps crumbs after lunch remains now most of the cars had departed. Also screeching gulls in the distance. Looking around to locate them I spotted instead the geese flying formation strung across the sky to the south.
The formation in the distance though was quite fluid, not sticking to the arrow shape. If I had had the camera .. (First time in ages without it.. ) The stills shots might have looked like join up the dots puzzles each attempting to make a letter as the shape changed as the group made its way across the sky.
Homewards for me too.
from inside the personal travel bubble, parked up and the world outside dissolves
The long queue of traffic winding into the workplaces through the mist but the heat is on in my bubble. At the car park it looks like the holiday time is still continuing there are lots of gaps. Parked up though, windscreen wipers off the view is restricted the internal space appears to contract, and the outside colours muted and run into each other. Watercolour stories from the car? Happy Monday .