A really fantastic day with a new friend today in Manchester. (Sometimes I am //so// impatient!). It's only Tuesday, at noon, but we drink a few beers, eat greesy pub burgers and walk around the city- laugh, talk politics and class and language and dinosaurs (of course). We stop at the Whitworth Gallery and I almost fall asleep through a beautiful video of race riots in Birmingham (UK), told in strange video-art, but still documentary style, by the Black Audio Film Collective (what a fucking great name). And I wonder what on earth to do with myself when I know I want to make god damn beautiful movies or words or pictures and later definitely at some point make and raise beautiful babies with a lovely man whom I think, odds are, I've already met. But these days I've barely managed to make my bed, let alone anything else.
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