Sunday 11 January 2015

January

You take the decorations down.  You clean the house, launder your work clothes.  Put your festival self away on top of the wardrobe, or stuffed into a cardboard box in the attic, labelled in marker and getting dustier by the year.  

The air seems quiet in January.  

Of course, you could always leave the lights up all year.  That's what I do.



Like this.  Coming together, disparate influences merge to signal that transmission's about to start.  Linking.  Solidarity and remembering the future.  This is the new season in Eye TV.



Welcome to 2015.  

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