Half gone 7.12am the Blockhouse, -3.5C.
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This is my contribution to Nick Rombes’ experimental film project, which marks the 10th anniversary of the release of Darren Aronofsky’s Requiem for a Dream. Nick said that REQUIEM // 102 “aims to expand and push the boundaries of writing and thinking about film in the digital era [and] examines/explores/riffs on/detours from/responds to/aggravates/ supplements/ one frame from each minute of the film. 102 minutes = 102 frames.” He sent me this jpg, taken from minute #29. Read More...

Crescent moon, 3 days old. Read More...

Past the Cristal flooring warehouse, along the Laira. The slop-slop of grey green water a foot below the top of the gabions. Read More...

Screening of One Minute volume 4 the collection of artists’ moving image curated by Kerry Baldry. Plymouth Arts Centre Thursday 19 October. Read More...

Scent of warm fruit. Read More...

Head out on my new bike bumping down the back lane. Read More...

Fuzzed up: a warm front slowly dissolves the moon, and the rain starts. Read More...

High white hole, arms in shadow outstretched through the birch leaves. Read More...

I stand in a bowl-shaped valley and the film curves around me. The concave granite walls amplify sound, and the covering of conifers, broad-leaved trees and scrub soak up reflections, so that the vibration of a bee’s wings on the far side of the clearing is heard as if in close-up. Read More...

Get up when the sun shines and head into the breaking cloud with the cameras to film timelapse and bee fly-bys. As we drive along the A386 to Dartmoor, massed plants light up the verge, blazing pink. Read More...

Up close and steamy today in the lab today, Martin’s gilded bee has a starring role on the miniature 360 degree stage of the scanning electron microscope. We ‘film’ our prize specimen from different positions, focusing on her lovely furry face: which, I notice, is heart-shaped. Read More...

We take a different path through the wood and find a clearing among the trees that’s out of the wind. Perfect for filming and sound recording: the breeze from the north west is picking up and puffs of light cloud start blow across. Read More...

We drive through heavy rain along the southern edge of Dartmoor, then clouds evaporate as we head down into South Hams and arrive at Martin’s house. Read More...

I buy bee protection supplies for tomorrow’s filming date with Martin and his honeybees: yellow Marigold gloves (they have longer wrists) and long sox. Read More...

Today we’re on laboratory time as we look at our bee samples on the big 6100 Scanning Electron Microscope. Inside: the roar and whoosh of the air con, chuntering of mechanical devices; outside: rain, rain, all day. Read More...

Yesterday lunchtime Tony and Ruth from next door brought round 3 tiny froglets they’d found in the gutter out the front: escapees from the Lidl bowl in our back garden. Back to sunshine again today, and in the sound studio with James, working on the audio design. Read More...

On the edge of rural Plymouth there’s a ceramic plaque with a drawing of a bee that says: A beekeeper lives here. Read More...

Huge gusts wrestling branches, leaves ripped. Bumble bees hide out the storm in the thick of the bay tree. Read More...

Candle wax smoke and the laughter of student parties. A smooth ginger cat stalks the walls and corrugated rooftops of sheds and garages, criss-crossing all the way down the back gardens to Salisbury Road. Read More...

Step out into cool evening blue, chalk-marked from the northwest. Read More...

This one’s for Lesley B x Read More...

Jittery slim crescent Read More...

Walk out the front door and before my left foot hits the path I look up and the slim crescent is swinging up over Cobbles the Clown’s rooftop. A curvy razor smile with bloody teeth and the bottom lip bee-stung ultraviolet. Read More...

7am hailstorm Plymouth; earthquake Chile. Little Sainsbury’s carpark 5 o’clock, prickly moist air, smeary sky, the sun a fizzing lemon bonbon dissolving into a bowl of grey suds. Read More...

Dunes performance: she held the bowl in both hands and projected the pattern of light-water onto her body. Read More...

Today’s new moon just before it slipped behind the rooftops into Beaumont Park; looking across to the pair of in-fill houses in May Terrace, built to replace part of the terrace taken out by WWII bombs.