Dec 22
And I have been one for ten years. But even now I get moments of dadness that just fill me up. Sometime it's been about my boys growing up, such as when Danny and I play FIFA 10 and start winding each other up. Other times it is more 'innocent', like when Jake and I went out the back to build a snow man, sorry, warrior called Avatar. Never mind when Jake told me that Jesus had done some good stuff like Christmas and Easter but, basically, more people believe in Michael Jackson...
All wonderful moments that make me go all funny in my head. It's true, it does keep you young. I'm very, very lucky.
Sep 25
Ignorance is certainly bliss. When I submitted myself to do a bit on the plinth as part of Antony Gormley’s One and Other project I was happy in the knowledge that the chances of me being chosen were close to nil. When I opened my email to see that I had in fact been picked it was like a big, wet fish being slapped in my face. What the hell was I going to do? My first respite was to base something on my nationality. I’ve found that one of the benefits of being Scottish is that you can use your nationality as a comfy suit. Having an accent helps you fit in when in strange surroundings, makes you a little more ‘exotic’. But when I explored that notion further it all ended up in a pile of clichéd shit. That wasn’t for me. Looking for inspiration I went to see what my fellow plinthers were doing. That didn’t work for me either. I started thinking, “I could do something like that but with...<fill in crap idea here>”. That wasn’t going to happen either. When my plinth welcome pack dropped through the door I was really beginning to panic. I had nothing. Looking for inspiration I went out for some beers with some friends. And then the idea came. Lies. Firstly it was about listing lies that I’ve said over the years with a view to share and, possibly, explain why. I have some corkers. Nothing evil, just daft. I liked the idea of admitting stuff like that in the most public place in the UK. I thought it would be interesting to tell the truth about my lies in front of thousands of people who don’t know me. Absolution by the masses rather than the person that really should be getting it. All a bit superficial. All a bit over-thought. Still the next thing was one hour worth of lies. I don’t think I could fill up that time so I thought I’d open it up and see if anyone else would be interested in having their deepest darkest lies shouted out over Trafalgar Square. So I put up a wee form on a wee site. It’s at http://plinthadventures.posterous.com/. I’ll see what happens. It may still all change...
Sep 7
Now it's not. Thanks to Andy for the heads up.
I've been writing a lot about my stint on the plinth. I think I have the bones of an idea that I will share later. The only thing is that I won't come out of it looking great...
Hm.
