Last week, before the trip to Spain, Yoke and Zoom came in to discuss the sculpture project – as I spent nine months in a local hostel, and Nina was (to put it delicately) also vulnerably housed in her past the subject of homelessness and dealing with it came up. There’s a local hostel near me with the tremendously ironical name of, well, see for yourself…
I particularly like the last one, with it’s bad lighting and grey sky. Sums it up nicely.
Vix
Vicky Roden 
happy happy joy joy !!!
brilliant !
it does.
theres some suggestion in these shots
Ahhhh. My hostel didnt have such an appealing name, though some dubbed it ‘Butlin’s’
Amusingly, I’m dealing with a firm of Bailiffs called ‘Equita Ltd’, who despite my odd circumstances refuse to accept any monthly payment offers, instead preferring to harass me via the post! Equitable indeed…