Everything I said before? It's still true, and I don't want to leave it behind. However, when one has moved on from a particular place in life it's often not good enough just to have a new page, or chapter, or leaf to start with. Sometimes you need the whole damn book. And it's just as well I've gone for a new book, because for the first time in a long time I have a lot to say.
There are so many projects I'm excited about, they don't even really exist yet, but are buzzing around my cerebellum in various states of gestation. Here's a taste:
Biggest, and most overarching is an idea I've had to do with my deeply unsatisfying professional life since finishing uni. I promise it will be more "Down And Out" than "Reality Bites". Don't get me wrong, I love Ethan Hawke - but there's a time and a place.
There's also a fascinating art radio project about Sydney, and how it's like a city of islands, and just an archipelago where the artists don't know about each other and therefore there's no art culture with a sense of the intrinsic value of its product.
A script is in the works, for a different kind of road film (sans existential dilemma and laboured metaphors about escape, hopefully). Very very very early days there.
Also, in more general terms, it will be nice to have a more general space for analysis and expression. Coming up next, a dissection of Ricky Gervais' Golden Globes presentation; and how his scathing disdain has torn a hole in Hollywood artifice (particularly when juxtaposed with James Cameron's industry-aggrandising acceptance for "Avatar").
It occurred to me that whilst I do my best to be real, and whilst I know lots of really genuinely lovely people, there hasn't been much space or much of a forum for analysis or moral questions since I finished. It is as though there is a particular switch that has been turned off inside of us.
