One Year – Week 12

Project Description

One Year is a project through which I intend to construct a daily photographic record of a single view: the view from my study window at around 8.00a.m. each day when I sit down to work.  One Year will annotate each picture with a note of the weather for that morning and the morning’s main news headline from the BBC News site.  In addition, there will be a note taking a key sentence or two from my daily journal.

For full details and artist’s statement go to Week 1 here

 

6 December 2013December 6th 2013

  • Light cloud
  • South Africa and world mourn Mandela
  • Resisting the temptation to interpret and explain

 

 

7 December 2013December 7th 2013

  • Light cloud
  • Trade talks breakthrough
  • …her true self existing only in my mind…

 

 

8 December 2013December 8th 2013

  • Sunny intervals
  • S Africa ‘day of prayer’ for Mandela
  • .. as if stumbling upon a movie set and into the glare of lights

 

 

9 December 2013December 9th 2013

  • Light cloud
  • Ambulances ‘face long delays at A&E’
  • Walking her streets, I sense the hand of design

10 December 2013

 

 

December 10th 2013

  • Light cloud
  • Thousands gather for Mandela service
  • Once again, it’s the ending of that poem that’s proving to be a bit tricky

 

11 December 2013December 11th 2013

  • Mist
  • UK aims to double dementia funding
  • I could have been someone.  Well, so could anyone

 

 

12 December 2013December 12th 2013

  • Light cloud
  • GP failings exposed by inspectors
  • An interesting sequence of numbers again. Such beauty constructed only from combinations of ten characters

About Bobby Seal

Freelance writer, poet and psychogeographer
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2 Responses to One Year – Week 12

  1. Liz Lefroy says:

    I could have been someone, but so could anyone. Fantastic line. This project is wonderful x

    • Bobby Seal says:

      It is amazing. Of course, it’s Shane MacGowan’s line and not mine. It just happened to lodged in my head that morning, so I exorcised it by writing it down.

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