THE SUPER SONIC SHED EVOLVES

SUPERSONIC SHED YESTERDAY AND TODAY

YESTERDAY

Yesterdays generation game conveyor contributions for the Super Sonic Shed were :- 6 energy balls, 1 piece of cake, a bag of bits, the prospect of one green olive and a top up on my water butt.  Plus a guru book Bhagavad Gita which was very carefully unveiled from a bin bag.  The Super Sonic Shed has been difficult today, after the massage I have been feeling agitated and non comedy.  The weather has been great and loads of people have been wandering past with ice creams.  All the technology has gone doolali  and the jokes about missing the sunset and the fresh sea breeze keep rolling in.  I have the wind ups under control as they are keeping me going to be honest. 

NIGHT TIME

I think it was a part of Toby's jedi mind tactics, as he decided to plonk an easel with one of his paintings of a sheep with a psychedelic third eye on its forehead and grimacing teeth staring at me, right next to the entrance of the Super Sonic Shed door.  I pulled my 1970s cover across for privacy and had this image of the sheep firmly imprinted on my brain.  Somewhere out their was the sheep staring right at me.  All I had to do was peak over the sheet and it would be their beaming into my brain, tampering with my thought waves.  I started to feel like I was in a field in a tent and outside was a stoned sheep that had eaten the wrong mushrooms and that fact that I knew it was static, gave me a slight freak out.  The noises outside on a Saturday night also made me feel like I was at Glastonbury festival.  Hundreds of people wandering past to large it up in the Concorde 2. 

To kill the boredom I made a sentence game up.  Anyone walking past that was mid sentence, would say something and then fade away.  I would write down what they could have been saying after they disappeared past the window

THE BIT I HEARD WHEN TWO PEOPLE WANDER PAST THE GALLERY WINDOW

Well the whole flirting game

THE BIT I ADDED AFTER THEY WALKED PAST

Involves a backward summersault on a frying pan, that is cooking popcorn, to recreate ugly faces, that you wouldn't want to drop into your mouth during the interval.

NEXT PASSERS BY

THE BIT THEY SAID

Look at that sheep painting it reminds me of the comedy film black sheep

THE BIT I ADDED AFTER THEY WALKED PAST

Well at least you don't have a psychedelic sheep staring at you through a green house window.

Goodnight

SUNDAY DAY TIME

Goodies today included two daffodil plants, a small piece of date cake from Fran who paints amazing fantasy canvasses and sells prints.  Mediera Drive cafe came up trumps with a cuppa and laid on a top brekki.  Their is a sporadic drip from the ceiling onto the carpet where their is a leak in the ceiling and its in exactly the spot where the public stand to converse with me through the Super Sonic shed door. 

The psychedelic sheep has gone now, but has been replaced with another sheep that has red lipstick on and two rosy red cheeks.   My dreams are being manipulated by paintings of sheep, I am not sure I can take much more.  The food is running out.  I may need to eat my daffodil plant.  Please feel free to stick a parcel in the post. Help Im withering away.  I cant munch on another carrot, ive had six today.

Goodnight... I THINK !!

SUPERSONIC SHED DAY 6

So that's it, another day in the bag, I am one whole quarter of the way in now.  Solitary confinement has been cold.  The gallery door has been left open most of the day and I have had goose pimples on my goose pimples.  There have been passers by and other artists dropping in.  One artist wanted me to explain what was going through my mind unfortunately, I didn't have ten years of time to spare, so I cut my response short.  I feel a touch bad at times as I have been turning away one or two things, like coffee and sugary produce.  I am trying to stay healthy, but then in saying that, a friend was meant to be arriving  tonight, on the promise of vodka jellies.  Glad that didn't happen, could have been disastrous.
Random things keep coming croissants, a guitar tuner, chocolate.  Part of me feels undeserving and is enjoying all the generosity, but cant quite fully accept it at the same time. 
It's interesting how I can bust my balls, trying to get sponsorship and yet when I decide to shake off attachments things come in.  Ok there has been the recent Surfin bird success and the naked t tray experience, so that helps.  I really want to write about the t- tray and Surfin bird, but I am still trying to get my head around two crazy ideas working parallel to one another and making the world laugh.  Its just craaaaaaaazy.  I think a bit further into this mind experiment and when I have grown my first tomato plant in the Supersonic Shed, I will tell the full t-tray and surfin bird story.  There are some affordable prints coming up soon on this site for Surfin bird fans. The expensive ones that are there now, are to help raise cash for a mad comedy film, that involves the public in a way never been done before, WATCH THIS SPACE !!
The feeling of being in a bubble has hit now, the thought of the cafe being 100 yards away seems like a million miles.  The outside world is another world.  My 1 hour conversation with Toby about his fascination with painting sheep and how sheep accept him as an artist and close up photographer, made me think more and more that Toby definitely resembles a sheep.  There must be some reincarnation thing taking place, but I swear his eye brows give it away.  Come to the gallery you will see exactly what I mean .  He wont be offended, Toby seemed quite complimented when I told him he resembled a sheep. 
I have decided that art work doesn't sell, so I am going to put most of it up for bid.  The highest bid for each art works by the time I get out, gets the piece.   I had a massage in the greenhouse today.  This was unbelievable and hilarious.  My entire mountain of bits piled on to the chemical toilet tumbled twice.  We both clonked the symbols several times and the space was difficult but manageable. 
When the masseuse disappeared, I quickly unloaded all the bits from the chemical loo and had a quick pee.  Mid pee, she turned up and I eased the embarrassment, by giving a running commentary of the timing through to the end. 
The massage was just the ticket.  I can now touch my toes again. Goodnight !!

SUPERSONIC SHED DAY 5

Well its been a funny old day.  Life in the super sonic shed  started out pretty dull today.  BUT THEN THINGS CHANGED  a friend turned up with a glockenspiel and a guitar chord book.  The atmosphere turned when millions of police were wandering past and I heard the news  that the entire area had been cordoned off and all the cars contained in one area.  I couldn't quite believe what was happening.  My friend Merv rang up and said I cant drop you your cheese sarnie off as my art gallery has been blocked off by the police. 
For a moment I was thinking I know I have told the world I am living in a greenhouse for a month but I didn't think the public would react on this scale.  What had actually happened was that a man had been taken out by the police on Rock Place in Kemp town. 
Right near my old acting school A.C.T The Academy of Creative Training.  I have fond memories of going there.  One of my funniest moments was when I lived in a squat on the seafront for a year in a building called Medina House.  One day a friend of mine popped by and told me he was about to head off to India and would I look after his old Indian Kayak.  Of course I said. 
He noticed the twinkle in my eye
Matt ! he said, if you are going to use it be careful. 
So stupidly a few days later without a wet suit I pushed the kayak out onto the sea and started heading off along the Hove seafront towards both the West Pier and then the Brighton pier.  At the point where I was at the end of the Brighton pier a family waved at me whilst eating there candyfloss and I waved back and nearly collapsed the kayak off to one side.  The sea would have finished me... this was insanity. When I arrived onto the beach I carried the kayak up to acting school apologised for my late arrival then dumped the kayak in the workshop room and at the end of the evening left a note in the kayak saying
APOLOGIES FOR THE INCONVENIENCE I NEED TO LEAVE THE KAYAK HERE TONIGHT AS THE SEA IS TOO CHOPPY.
The following day I received a call from A.C.T asking me to remove the kayak and within an hour I had mounted the kayak onto the top of a wheelie bin to get it back to Medina house.
Those were the days. I think
So anyway back to the police.  Rumours were spreading that the everyone was going to be evacuated and whilst no one want to hear about or see a person die, that fact that the police were swarming the entire area seemed to generate real electricity amongst anyone coming into the gallery, or calling me up. 
I couldn't bear the thought of leaving the greenhouse.  This is my new home, I am just getting used to the space and even though the bird cage is cursed and keeps falling on my head , I am bearing up quite well. So I decided to duck under the sleeping bag and play the glockenspiel. 
Tired now will catch up tomorrow.  The web cam is now officially 24/7
There is no turning back .  So if I do talk in my sleep please let me know what I have said.  

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