I'm realising more and more that my interests in art and life are rooted in marginal/outsider figures, but more than that, I'm interested in unfashionable things, movements that are dead or dying or maybe extinct things. I'm talking about a mode of art making that has lost its place in the contemporary art world... the question now is should I argue for its relevance? and if I do who will listen? The great fear is I'll be labelled an idealist, a romantic or worst, a hippie-loving fool...
Even travellers used to travel, but now they face extinction. Well not quite, but soon they might be known as the settlers.
I admit watching this particular community was pure voyeurism, but then TV is made that way. To be honest I loved the costumes, pomp and pageantry. It seems you have to 'go big or go home' if you're a Gypsy girl. The dresses are big, the false eyelashes are even bigger, and the highlight, a pink wedding dress covered in fibre optic/fairy lights to rival Oxford Street's Christmas decorations.
Sadly all my observations are screen based, I'm experiencing mini-revelations via the computer while writing on Thek, and for tonight I'm opting for tele-visual comfort. Today's challengers on Eggheads, The Lancashire Hotpots, won £11,000. The question asked for the scientific name for the gap between the eyelids... something like the palpating aperture... but not quite.
I'm so pleased you're in the real world, meeting real people, receiving the bureaucratic warmth that you've been longing for, and more importantly the renewal of your passport.
You must come back to me.
No red-tape must get in the way.
If this is the real world, take me back to the cocoon of my ever-burgeoning madness. If loving Fink is wrong, I don't wanna be right. We are all travellers, emburdened (is that a word?) but the past, by bullshit. We all undertake journeys. The concept of home is as dangerous as colonialism. I want to float away with you.
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