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From the glorious arias of La Boheme last weekend to squintywitch's astonishing account of nightshift in a hospital, art is everywhere. Knackered though I am, it excites and inspires me.

The workchums referred to in my earlier post have just won an MTV award for their ten minute film on knife crime. Here it is;

http://www.innwfilm.com/watch/stream/watch-medium/medium.html

I am especially pleased for Genius Love Puppy who wants to use his prize money to film a fascinating subject about which he would prefer me to keep quiet. He'd better go for it though, or I will!

Congratulations will be in order the next time I have to haul my sorry carcass into the studio, i.e, this morning. I have been avoiding one colleague because he wants my critique on the film, and though I am very impressed, I wouldn't call it flawless. Now that he has his award and is in no fragile place, I feel more free to poke little holes, less the maiden aunt, more the maiden aunt's umbrella. And I find myself wondering: Could I do as well? Could I do better? I would love to try, though my last adventure with a camera ended with me taking a reel of photographs having forgotten to remove the lens cap. Who decided to make it transparent? Curse their folly!

No, I have to accept I have no photographic gift whatso-bleeding-ever. It's good to remind myself that there's story, Jim, but not as we know it, and learning new ways of telling keeps the brain fresh.

I will bear this in mind as I hit 7.30 am and my third cup of coffee.