ABSTRACT
As my fingers hover above the laptop keyboard, I am aware of a number of things – the people watching my actions, the choice I have to make and what that will do to this moment we are experiencing, the technical requirements of interacting with a digital interface to activate a video image and the range of footage available, which appears on the laptop screen as a series of small square windows, each with its own picture. As I select one of those windows, through a mouse click, the video instantaneously appears, huge on the shifting white cloth screen in front of me, mixing its pixels with those of a clip that is already in place, washing and moving over it, suffusing the area we occupy with coloured light and movement, meeting the weave of the cloth and the bodies of those present, cloaking us and shifting according to my touch.
