I wake early altho' I'm still tired. Gradually we all gather for breakfast and everyone meets my friend Liz Rodgers who has heroically volunteered to cook for all of us; Peter Baker is already here too, having arrived from York a few days ago. He's rested and has begun assembling bits and pieces in the back yard. We walk around the workshop spaces and I show Clif, Igshaan and Witty what's available to us. Within a short time they have scattered to begin rummaging amidst the piles of materials, abandoned personal items and scrap. I have to face the process of shifting my relationship to the factory
and its contents from managerial to creative.
|Clif and Witty in the backyard|
|Igshaan is happy|
Pete's view of Igshaan
|Lou and Igshaan|