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Just leaving Derek Jarman gallery, where I did not have time to see Blue so I’ll be back another month. This is my first time going on a proper expedition alone in an owned/borrowed car. The gallery was dimly lit and the soundtrack of Blue - his last film, made while dying - went all through it. Thick textures of paint. A black plane falling marked with feathers. In a photo, on a piece of quartz, the word ‘life’ roughly scratched.

I have bought Jarman’s last diary. Also a life-size glass head, for some reason. One of those little shops with everything which it wasn’t wise to go into. will make it a late Halloween costume and then it can live in the garden.

It’s very odd to have a car. I don’t know how to use it yet - I can drive, but I don’t know how to fit driving into my routines. How long to stay out for, where to go, how to make a day of it.