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The X Files

I can’t remember how or why, but somewhere along the line in the past few weeks I had a vision in which I felt I should watch The X Files. I am one who enjoys acting on unexplained visions and thought I should probably look into procuring The X Files on DVD. Due to fantastically low demand for Series 1 on DVD, I won the box set for a bargain price of 99p on eBay. I don’t think I’ve ever been more pleased with myself.

Being that The X Files ran from 1993-2002, I was a bit young when it was premiering new episodes on the tellybox. But I did watch it, albeit sporadically – and mostly on Sky TV during sick days (I took a decent amount of sick days at school). It always felt a bit naughty to be watching it; a bit grown up, a bit scary. It was great.

Now that I am a bonafide grownup (I can boil eggs, eat pizza at 11pm etc) I no longer feel quite so naughty or scared watching it. We moved offices at work last week, and there is no internet in the new office for another couple of weeks. This has meant ‘working from home’ which has meant ‘watching a lot of The X Files’. Mulder and Scully have kept me good daytime company in the absence of colleagues. We’ve had loads of good times. Scully has worn many great suits. Mulder has yelled ‘SCULLY!!!!’ enough times to create a really great sound montage.

All in all, The X Files is pretty great.

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From my new film:

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Seven Years In Tibet

Yesterday I found a very cool book in a junk shop for £3. An old copy of Seven Years In Tibet. I already have a copy of the book but haven’t gotten around to reading it. The copy I found yesterday is full of wonder…

It’s held together with a piece of string -

In the inside cover it says ‘To Dick, From Eileen / Maida Vale Xmas 1953′

The inside is stuffed full of cuttings from the 1950s onward -

A few pages in there is a map, I found this little collectable card about tea tucked inside. -

The overleaf of the card:

The book itself is very crisp and in good condition. It makes a very satisfying sound turning through the pages.

I also found what appears to be a homemade bookmark hidden in a page towards the back:

In the back cover there are more clippings:

The clippings extend from the 50s, through the 80s and 90s.

There is also a clipping of Heinrich Harrer’s (the author) obituary. He passed away in 2006. At the bottom you can see a note which says “In 1957 another book was published, by Robert Ford ‘Captured In Tibet’”.

I’m not a handwriting expert so I can’t quite tell if the annotations from the 50s are by the same hand as the more recent annotations; the handwriting could be the same or different, really. Either way, the book is wonderfully fascinating and the collection of cuttings create a much broader and quite touching picture of a story over time. In a romantic vision of the book, I hope the handwriting is the same and the original Dick who was gifted the book by Eileen kept all of these notes throughout his life.

I’m very much looking forward to sitting down and reading the book and the notes. In the summer I heard the Dalai Lama speak at the Royal Albert Hall, I still have the programme – so perhaps I will clip a highlight and slot it in and carry on the tradition…

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Prism @ The V&A

This week I went to see the temporary London Design Festival piece ‘Prism’ at the V&A.

Prism presents an alternative view of London, exposing unseen data flows in the capital through a sculptural, immersive interface suspended in the V&A’s uppermost cupola. The installation is an investigation into the virtual life of the city, and our own often ambiguous relationship with the data that controls our lives.

To get to see it you have to sign a release and then be led up a very narrow spiral staircase, never previously accessed by the public, which leads you right to the top of the V&A. After you see the Prism you are led up more spirals to the roof of the V&A, where there is a 360 degree of London; a nice contrast to the artists’ perspective of London shown in Prism.

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