WOEBOT

The End.

If you're ever in The Rough Trade shop in Portobello in London, look beneath their wall-mounted record-sleeves and you'll see the promo posters I put up there ten years ago. Weird that they're still there. I tried to sell the Documentary on Video through Rough Trade and Fat Cat. Two copies bought! It's been truly great to be able to do the project some justice, and to that end thank you to everyone for hearing me out, thank you to all the downloading crew for giving me your bandwidth and thanks for all the generous comments around the nerdospere.

Before I shed this forever (shield your eyes as this might be painful, like watching the little bloke climbing to the top board at the swimming pool before pulling a spectacular belly-flop); I just wanted to touch on the meaning of what I was trying to do. I always liked Brian Eno's maxim that pretentiousness is in fact a good thing. Seems like everywhere one looks these days there is a dearth of meaning, a terror of making grand pronouncements. The thing about "meaning" is that you don't HAVE to buy what the person is saying; you don't HAVE to agree with it. With the African trip I was trying to imagine a world in which the West wasn't a fortress, where there was no stigma attached to the colour of one's skin and where cultures were in true dialogue. Speaking personally, for a few weeks all those years ago everything felt possible.

Posted by Woebot at October 3, 2003 08:39 PM