KW-41 A sense of place

And a confounded metal beast

This was one of those time out weeks. Not in a pirate leaves the barracks sort of a way - that, most excitingly, is this week’s adventure - more in a time mostly stops kind of a way, characterised by other people being here.

I made a pretty yellow thing

I know, I know, it’s October. People don’t come to The Barracks in October.

For the first half of the week, my mentor, my friend the most supportive supporter of the barracks left her French Chateau in the middle of nowhere - house of the first and only feminist creative residency in Europe - to spend some time discovering the barracks and being all inspirational and stuff. The outcome of which is lots of ideas for residencies and exchanges all around Happy Doomerism for next year.

And in a complete change of pace, the latter half of the week saw the barracks occupied by Radio Télévision Luxembourg - or RTL as they are known these days. They filmed the piggies and the pirate for a couple of days. Oh my, dear reader. We are going to be on…