A short experimental film-poem about a short section of the Heart of Wales railway.
World premiere in a 2 person horse box cinema on a sloping field during Knucklas17. I’m trying not to let it go to my head.
He lives by our back door. He likes people, blades of grass and flower bulbs. He also likes the limelight. I suspect he has not long for this world.
A film-poem by way of farewell to the home we renovated from the damp ruins that were Goetre Hall.
Our entry for Take 10 – Llanfyllin’s ffilmic competition. Made between packing boxes to move house. UFO Flat Earth conspiracistic nut job.
For the already released short-film “The Pole Liner” – see a few posts ago…
61 seconds of why we should leave some ivy for nature. I could hear the drone from 50 yds away. This on a mid October day in Wales.
90 second short film: The tribulations of trying to read the Shroppy Star in the garden on a summer’s day.
An interview with one of the last of the Telegraph Pole Alignment Officers out on his patch somewhere in Wales.
It’s not good news, frankly. Insert final ending according to your own belief system – mine ends where this film does.
Anybody who knows me will know of my affection for this winding little B road traversing remote and rural Denbighshire. Not only the road, but the carefully placed Lucozade bottles along its length but mostly for its run of gorgeous olde telegraphe poles.