october 2002
140mm x 176mm
36 pages, stapled
12 copies
July and August 2003 were remarkably still considering our exposed position 1300 feet up in the Welsh borders, where strong gusting winds and an almost constant breeze are far more usual. It was the almost unnatural stillness of the day that actually woke me one morning and gave me the idea for this booklet (designed to recall a tear-off calendar), in which the very first noise on waking is allied to the images of any dreams that may have lingered in my mind.
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