Skreeworld Bomb

Skreeworld flatbed sets off for the houses of parliament armed with bomb. The last honest person to enter parliament was Guy Fawkes from Otley, looks like the second, Skree is also from North Leeds.

Comma

Olympic Public Art Sculpture

The Skrreworld entry for the vast Olympic public art sculpture would have sorted out all environmental and benefit culture problems and relate to sport, health and fitness. All those pointless marathons and charity self publicist opportunities along with Jamie Oliver, Chris Moyles and Ray Mears weight problems could have all been solved. An end to the obesity time bomb.
A vast mouse wheel type generator in steel to keep the sponsor happy, could have been erected. Health fanatics could run for fun and all benefit cheats forced to drive the generator for being evil benefit cheats. Bankers could run 1 hour for each pound of bonus they recieve and all posh types who moan about the inheritance tax could earn back their lost money at the same pound a circular mile run.
Everyone would be happy, the torys could see the benefit cheats sweat and the benefit cheats could see the rich greedy bankers sweat. Clearly all could show their commitment to the common good and be seen to do so. No need for fossil fuels or nuclear power, just good clean democracy.
Mind you, Terrys Chocolate orange enthusiast Dawn French would suffer, no bads thing in my mind. It would also give Lenny Henry something to do, running hand in hand with Frank Bruno.

The Wonderful and Frightening World of Mark E. Smith 8/9

listen for john peel saying 'play this one for Mike in Frome and Ben in London', high point of my life. Fall in Frome 15th may.

Tex - The Wolf

Just took Tex out for a last stroll before bed. It never fails to amaze me how he knows more people than me. Often whilst walking through town,children will come over to say hello. One of the things I am most proud of is Texs' gentlness with children. Maybe it comes from his Malmute Husky roots. The Innuits sleep together, family, children dogs and all. His popularity spreads by word of mouth and for each kid he befriends this multiplies as children are want to share. It must be quite fantastic, as a child to befreind such a powerful beast.
We walked to the second ginnle then returned. As I passed the first I saw the silhouette of a dog and someone lieing on the ground. I wandered down to check they were ok. The guy I don't know personally but he always seems  a nice chap and he is invariably with his beautiful dog He was just layed down looking at the full moon and was ok. Tex got a bit playfull so I withdrew. The guy knew Tex though. 'Tex the Wolf' he said. All was cool. I'd like to know him and his dog, they seem a great pair. But how does he know Tex?
Tex has his own life and though he is my dog, he will never be anyone but his own.
I hope the life of Tex gets published. It is a story worth reading. I have learned so much from him. The best part is the innate nature of 'good'. Tex always meens well. Sometimes he gets it wrong, but then we all do. It blows a lot of animal theory out of the water, the brutality of survival, the selfish gene. Perhaps, because he was castrated at the rescue centre his life took on new meening. The idea that we are thier to just further our species is full of holes. Tex will never have offspring but has contributed to mans understanding more than most dogs. Those who don't understand him, I pity.
If Angels exist, he is surely one. I may have saved his life but he equally saved mine. Without a doubt I would be dead were it not for Tex.

Mags Sloe Worm

It's a beauty. Legless lizard, technically speaking, something I have been called though I wear the tag with honour with this incredible example. The variety of colours, from gold through grey to sandy brown. Sometimes with darker streaks running thier length but the blue flecking in this one is something new to me. You don't see them roungd Leeds where I grew up. First I saw as a child in Cornwall, on holiday, I thought was a snake. Legless Lizard, I can live with that.

Skreeworld Poor List

Yesterday the Sunday Times , in blatant plaguerism, published thier rich list. So here is the yearly Skreeworld Poor List. Poverty can take many forms and it is hard to measure who has the least. Hence the Skreeworld poor list has only one street beggar and one homeless on it and these have shown extreme excellence in other areas of poverty. Moral poverty, spiritual poverty, poverty of creativity are covered as are other areas of poverty. The list is of 10 and as moral poverty is subjective, they are interchangeable. Please feel free to add to the skreeworld poor list. All entries will be considered and, probably, included.

1; Bob Gheldof for poverty of modesty and self promotion through 'poverty'. Yes, Bob is right up there with the post morally impoverished. From argueing with the leader of Greenpeace to his denial in the face of facts to the opposite bthat 95% of the live aid money was spent on weapons, the remaining 5% probably accounts for why he lives in luxury claiming it is just from an aversion to mondays. St Paula is one of the patron saints of Skreeworld for her relative celibacy. Two boyfriends and they called her a slag, Bob drove her to her grave then hijacked her funeral.

2; Jeremy Kyle for poverty of everything bar money. Yes, his human bear bating and Daily Mail values that he imposes on the true poor shows a true moral poverty. His income is dependent on viewers who are unemployed who he berates for being unemployed. Solve unemployment and you solve the Kyle problem. Not to mention his stalking of a 16 year old  including sexual advances who was on work experience on his radio show.

3; Tracy Emin for poverty of creativity and moral poverty. Born in to a financially insecure family, the benevolence of what remains of any socialistic elements of post war Britain created the colege and paid for her education that gave her success. Poverty of generosity in her statement about leaving the country if the 50% tax rate came in to pay for people like her to get similar success, true selfish greed and poverty of care for others.

4;  Timmy Otto. The first good, noble and righteous person on the list. He is a street beggar who developed schizophrenia before discovering the cures for both Aids and cancer but government conspiracies prevented poor Tim from implementing them. Poor Tim also had Sonia, singly the most selfish human on earth move in and take over his home, bringing trouble from police and other areas. Poor Tims endless generosity shou;ld be a lesson for Emin.

5;  Richard Dawkins for poverty of interlect and poverty of acceptance of counter argument. The high priest of the church of Darwin has spent the last few years like a pope in paedophilia denial. His total misunderstanding of the fact  that the truth of evolution in no way precludes the existence of God. His polarisation of religious ideas to continue his evangelical quest bare all the hallmarks of Muslim extremists Sharia law.

6; Rachel Whiteread for poverty of ideas. If an idea was a pound she'd have one pound yet would owe the pound back as the idea of exposing the negative space of house hold objects was borrowed. Not since the K foundation awarded her for the worst art of the year outside the Turner Prize has she achieved an acholade as significant as appearing in the Skreeworld poor list.

7;  Gordon Ramsay. Now most think he's just a cunt but, no, he qualifies on the grounds of poverty of compassion. The Patron Saint of Bullying has done unquantifiable damage to the catering industry causing a huge rise in apprentice suicides, yep, they're topping themselves like lemmings. His arogance and lies to his wife and the media over just one of his many affairs are taking its toll. Raveans, wrinkes and furrows blemish his face like an inverted Dorian Grey.

8;  Kipper is well poor but noble. H may not work but neither does he sign on. Homelss yet never aimless, abundant in happiness ad adventurous schemes. A hunter and a freegan, I thought I best get a normal poor in to show up the moral poverty endemic in this country. Money would kill him.

9;  Chris Moyles, Piss Poor! Perhaps the most annoying and least talented human in Britain. A poor DJ, a poor comedien, just a piss poor fat cunt tghe world ould be a better place without. Murder is a serious crime and no one could condone such an action. However, should someone take a pop at the fat bastard I'm sure there isn't a jury in the land that would convict the perpetrator nor a self repecting policeman who would boter following up the case.

10;  I had toyed with the idea of putting Jamie Oliver in but thought, at first, that having 2 celebrity chefs would be too many. Further research made me realise that 1 in 5 people in Britain is in fact, a celebrity tv chef so Oliver is back in. The self Righteous mockney is guilty of poverty of hygene 'garnisshing each of hith mealth in a thpray of thpittle'. The moral vaccuity o seeking moral high standards whilst blatantly advertising factory farmed meat shows true moral poverty. It doesnt matter how much he gives back now, he has taken too much.

Please feel free to add to the Skreeworld poor list.

Sloe Worm

Mag found this great sloe worm behind the workshop today. I have seen many and they vary a lot in colour but the blue flecking on this ones flanks are something I have never seen before.

Sloe Worm

Jessie Presley Girations

It was over a month ago that skreeworld brought you conclusive proof of Jessie Presleys faked death and banishment to the underworld .Where Elvis was banned from waste down for the sexual power of his girations, Jessies girations were so powerful his death was faked and he was forced to walk the underworld.

Three weeks ago we brought you news of Jessies ejaulation leading to the volcanic eruptions in Iceland.

A week ago further fissures erupted and the rest of the world took notice.

Now our research has been confirmed by an Iranian clerc, 'Many women do not dress modestly' said Hojatoleslam Kazem Sedighi, 'They corrupt their chastityand spread adultry in society, which increases earthquakes.'
Iranians fear an earthquake will hit Tehran in the near future. 'What can we do to avoid being burie under the rubble' continued the cleric.

Clearly he speaks of Jessie. I understand many thought, 6 weeks ago that skreeworld had dropped from it's usual sanity and dropped in to paranoid fantasy after the publishing of Philip Pullmans book ;The good man jesus and the scoundrel Christ', a clear misguided text that has routes in the Elvis Jessie twinhood, Pullman combined this suggesting jesus and christ were twins. This is quite wrong and skreeworld will be posting on the revolutionary jew Jesus Barrabas shortly.

Roger Keith Barrett

Roger had once been in a successful band and from this received about £200,000 a year in royalties. He had used LSD that brought on schizophrenia. This led to him abusing girlfriends and becoming isolated from friends. For many months he lved in the Penta Hotel in west london. A friend of his found him a flat in Chelsea Cloisters where he lived from 1974 to 1982 though would often go back home to stay with his mother in Cambridge. He would spend a lot of time ill in bed but often bought guitars and other toys which , when he got bored of were usually given away to strangers. In 1982 he left London for good but by now his mother had bought a smaller house. She couldnt cope with living with him as he could be strange and occasionally violent. Social Services found him a place in Essex in a therapeutic community where he stayed for a year before returning to 6 St Margarets Square. His mother couldn't cope and moved in with her daughter Rosemary, leaving the house for Roger to live in.

He spent most of his time painting, he had always painted before he breifly was involved in the music buisness. Little of his work remains as he would destroy his paintings on completion. He cycled to Sainsburys and Homebase most days for supplies. He talked to virtually no one but his sister Rosemary and lost social interactive skills.

His neighbours knew of his unfortunate state and would protect him from fans who tried to track him down. Thier were many upsetting incidents involving such people and unwanted journalists that regularly sought him out. Some broke in to his house, climbed in to his garden or asked him questions about a small, best forgotten unfortunate time. Though well meening and fans of his music they caused deep distress to Roger.

Roger had a series of stomach problems that led to him putting on weight. He developed diabetes and had three fingers amputated. He drank heavily and continued to smome as his illnesses progressed. In May 2006 he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and died two months later at just 60. He left little behind but due to his popstar status and hermit mythology even small items from his house fetched large sums at auction, £1400 for his breadbin, £400 for his wheelbarrow. I don't know how much but I imagine his Bike fetched a lot.

Hard day for sport

Davis turns back time to beat the world champion. Leeds United win 4 1. Leeds RL very disappointing loss to St Helens. Carl Froch, clearly with a damaged right hand lost his belt. Hope the super 6, which is the right way to find the worlds best, takes a break to give Kessler and Froch to recover. Feeling sad tonight. Froch has too much bravery and not enough cunning.

Tex

Tonight I took Tex out for a walk down by the river, less than 2 miles, something he once would have done with ease. Just me and Tex. He is tired now. He struggles to get up the stairs. I cry at least once a day thinking it is all coming to the autumn of his life. I havn't loved many people like I love Tex. I don't know how I will cope, I really don't.

MDMA in England and America

I was reading a passage in Ann Powers 'Weird like us' about the comparative difference of MDMA on English opposed to American culture. Only in Britain did rave culture fully evolve in to the quasi religious mass ceremonies that dominated the 1990s. America, perhaps still recovering from the acid evolutionary trigger and the subsequent dissolution and and Altamont come down from the Woodstock utopia felt too fearful or cynical to let a new mass enlightenment happen so quickly. They had a greatewr access to computers and the 2 combined to isolate, which is essemntially the downfall of the computer from the distancing of socal networking sites that are anathema to the physically and tactile beauty of MDMA . A combination of MDMA and the internet cancelled each other out for the yanks. Over here, the internet brought the tribal party to an end. Once my generations brains were fried and the serotonin loss left us two paths. Those who had partied the hardest sought solace in the sudden abundance of heroin. I put my own dalliance with heroin directly down to the shattered brain of my ecstasy years. Others found the computer then, I wish I had, it may have prevented my lost years and metabolic change that heroin ultimately and invsariably causes. I hate heroin now. I what it did to me. I hate how it cut like a scythe through my generation and all the funerals of lost friends weigh heavily on me. The combination of Ketamin and the internet, though sa minor chunk of cultural history and something I have seldom enjoyed, if enjoy is the word is like a leap in to the distant future. I am scared of Ketamin. Too powerful a drug and very dangerous. Acid gives pseudo hallucinations. You see things that arent there but on some level you know they are unreal however vivid. With Ketamin you truly are in a different world. Together with the computer it is like jumping a century in to the future. The experience is terrifying yet perhaps the furthest evolutionary state a human can find. Ketamin is a drug too powerfully hallucinogenic, too intoxicating to really play a culturally significant role in the way MDMA or acid did. There is no real communicaton possible with others while under its influence. The first time I took it I had no idea what to expect, being familiar with cocaine I thought I'd hoover up  a big line. Within a few minutes I knew not who or where I was. I was on the top floor of a vast skyscraper in a science fiction future that was vastly complex, detailed and completely real. I was sprawled on the floor. Since then I have hardly taken the drug and carefully apart from maybe on the Ketamin Fishing Expedition that ended in my friend having to be dragged back from burrowing under the cast polished aluminium of the lake and me falling through a rotten woo pier whilst trying a bit of moonligt spinning and drenching myself head to toe. With my computer and a lower dose, it is the nearest I have felt to the tip of the arrowhead of evolution. I am growing older and caution overrides my search for adventure on occassion. I still embark on madcap schemes like the escalation of industrial buildings , art projects investigating the underworld. Risking your life is one thing, risking your mind a far more terrifyimg prospect.

Benevolent Evil

Benevolent Evil
I saw the conservative campaign posters of a smiling gordon brown and a caption reading he had released 800,000 prisoners. Yesterday reading Darryl Durrs last words before his execution by lethal injection. On radio 4 on Womans Hour they ran a piece on the number of suicides in womens prisons. I have spent time researching the various contraptions man has come up with to do away with our undesirables. The guillotine, the gallows, the electric chair, the gas chamber, the list goes on. The irony lies in thinking of a way to do the unthinkable. To kill in the least painful way. To be inhumane in the most humane way. This hasnt always been the way and it seems peculiar to europe and most of all America. Jailing people to punish them then having them on suicide watch seems to me like wanting to have your cake and eat it. Prison isn't supposed to be nice yet when people respond to the punishment by killing themselves the authorities think they are failing. No method of execution is humane and good on you Gordon Brown for letting prisoners leave two weeks early. You have saved lives. Now the election build up has begun, this practice has stopped and our prisons are once again overcrowded.

Jesus it's a Mark E Smith cameo on Ideal BBC3

Shackletons High Seat Chair Advert

Malcolm McClarren RIP

Do you spit or swallow? I gargle. Malcolm McClarrens funeral in London today, I observed the minutes mayhem. Am I there? Am I fuck. The Tornadoes are in town. Billy Furys'Band. Telstar. I celebrated Malcolms life last week. Today I see The Tornadoes

Rabbit

Day ends well. Took Tex for his last stroll. Saw rabbit square on. Put pellet through his head for instant kill. He was still twitching though clearly dead so I poped 2 more through his brain and gutted him. Healthy rabbit. Got him back, beheaded him and skinned him then wils washing him I could feel his muscles still quivering. Stewing in the pot now.

Tonya Riggs reviews the Marmot Women's Scree Pant

Marmot Women's Scree Pants Review by Trail Testers

Fabrizio Zangrilli reviews the Marmot Minimalist Jacket and Scree Pant

Britains best new band - The Fall

The Fall - Your future, Our clutter. New Fall album is being hailed as the best album of the year so far. If the single is anything to go by it'll be hard to beat. Thier are no bands to equal them in musical or lurical creativity and this one is a real blinder. The NME are gushing and now signed to Domino, Franz Ferdinand, Archtic Monkeys, both Fall plageurists it seems MES is back in the public spotlight again. The Guardian gives another, more considered review on thier website. There are few things you can rely on in life but The Fall just put a smile on your face all day. If you havn't heard it yet you are in for a real treat.

Da'rryl Durr RIP

Da'ryyl Durr was murdered in Ohio State Penitentiary by lethal injection yesterday morning.

He had always maintained his innocence and there was no evidence other than the testimony of a biased witness that never claimed to witness the death of Angel Vincent. To the last he spoke like Christ.

The misfortune of Carl Froch

When a boxer finds himself having won the best fight of ;last year and the best fight of the year before that he should be able to dictate terms. Fight at home, take a bigger slice of the pay and take an easy fight or two. If you ase Amr Khan this would be true. Even after being knocked out. Carl Froch, undefeated champion. A man Calzaghe wouldnt fight is to fight Kessler this weekend in Denmark. His original flight plans are all thrown out due to Jessies volcano. He now has made his way by hellicoptor. Froch remained an amateur till 27 and has been sparring with amateurs to put something back. He wont use conventional medicine and distrusts doctors. His fights are invariably bloodbaths where as a spectater you wonder if this is right yet that pure brutalty of the naural world most of us are so distant from is brought closer. We are animals and that is why we are equal. Kessler equalled Calzaghe bar a millimetre. I fear this may be Frochs' last great fight. Kessler lost his first of the super6 tournament which meens he may be well fired up. Without 100% preperation this fight will be a truggle and it would be another Froch miracle legend building moment if he wins. What sort of justice is there when no major channel will show this nations most exciting champion? All I can think is his promotion company must be poor in both senses of the word. Froch has had to do every step the hard way, an almost cursed career yet he has defeated all that, never ducked a fight, taken lower purses than his standing deserves. A true unsung legend.

Sperber ertränkt Elster / sparrow hawk drowns magpie

Important Announcement

As Skreeworld blog has developed it has grown to cover allsorts. My art will now be covered by God Box.

Local Grafiti

Who put the white board under my work?

anagram of Dog

The search for the Animal

The search for those moments where you arent aware of yourself, which is my main quest. Just to be doing, not thinking, which is against my nature. I used to find it in drawing. It can be found when you lose yourself dancing though, without MDMA I find this hard. I used to get it from skating on ice. I get it when hunting, caring for others, sometimes in making things though this is fading from me now. I have lost interest in process and am just interested in the finished thing. I would love to have it all made for me. You can find it when you are swimming, having sex, in almost anything where the action isnt premeditated. As soon as you think of what you are going to do, any sort of planning and he state is lost. Ths is so evident in sport which is why it interests me. When a team clicks like Leeds RL did on saturday or when Ronnie O Sullivan forgets himself it is a wonder to behold. It is eay to see why Gascoigne and Best turned to alcohol. To have been so frely able to minimise the gap between thought and action to zero, where it becomes one thing, then to los it through age, only drugs and alcohol can give a taste of that disinhibition. This is why I struggle. Trying to find the zone is hard and oblivion can be the only wa. However, this is the route to self destruction.

Leeds RL return to form

Todays televised cup game at the KC stadium was brilliant. LEEDS looked relaxed throwing the ball around and scoring beautifully creative tries. The change in our seasons form came after a terrible start to the season. Half time against local rivals Bradford, 26 4 down. Leeds came out to win the game. Since then we have won and got better each game cuminating in todays masterclass against poor Hull. Ryan Halls' 4 tries won him man of the match but Rob Burrow, 5' 4' tall made such creatve possibillity that anyone watching must have surely seen that no other sport comes close. His sin binning after brawling with a man 18'' taller than himself had his team mates laughing. Rugby League is now so far ahead in terms of entertainment the other code is just a joke where posh twats run around, remember the Python sketch, Upper Class Twit of the Year, well that is Union to a T. Great to have Sinfield back, Peacock isn't right yet but with Sinfield, Burrow and McGuire as play makers, Leeds are the greatest sports team in England.

How the hell did I get here so soon

Ramones - I don´t want to grow up

Moléculas de las Emociones

The truth

The truth lies in a composit of;

Candace Pert - Molecules of Emotion

Peter Dormer - The Art of the Maker

and most importantly

Gilbert Ryle - The Concept of Mind

Ghost in the Machine: Is there a soul?

He gets a bit wide of the mark here but thought it worth including. I think the truth lies in Candace Perts Molecules of Emotion and Gilbert Ryles- Concept of Mind. It all seems very simple to me, we are one.The mind body duality of Descartes is wrong.

Introduction to Gilbert Ryle's The Concept of Mind

Bridge Tree

Jawbone and the Airrifle

I saw a big fat rabbit in the electicity substation, before I could get my rifle she made it in to the undergrowth. I popped down again later and she was there agian. The first shot I took either missed or she just flinched, looked around alert.  reloaded and put a pellet through her head, this time she dropped straight dead. Climbed over the fence and pulled her neck to make sure. I gutted her thier then made my way out and took her back behind the workshop, beheaded her and skinned her and washed her.

Since my decision to eat only animals that have led a natural life due to my misgivings about farming, meat has taken on a new and spiritual meening. To look an animal in the eye and kill him swiftly you know that you have gifted a death they woud never have in nature where an injury leads to an animal being slowly eaten alive in terror. As you cook and eat the animals spirit wont leave you. It is not a feeling of guilt but a holistic understandingof the animals life and a transcendence of its spirit in to yours. The feeling is primieval. Only sex is similar in its pure instinctive power.

Comma

I was trying to photograph a lesser spotted woodpecker when I saw this comma.

Comma

Saw a Comma, so named because of the white commer like mark on the underside of wings. Both identification books in our studio show the butterfly with wings closed to illustrate this. The Commas' ragged shped wings distinguish it from fratillaries. It is the size of a tortoiseshell. So far this year it is the first I have seen.

Michael Wainwright

A close friend of Skreeworld has found his website down. The artist and furniture maker Michael Wainwright has found nhis website gone!

Please look for his work and connections on skreworld blog

Dark and Lonely Water

Tex goes for a swim

Jessies eruption

Never before has British airspace been completely closed. Since skreeworld blog discovered that Jessie Presleys death was faked, Elvis, who's girations were banned from the waist down had omly a fraction of the erotic powers of twin brother Jessie. The conspiracy faked his death and he was banished to the underworl. During our tunnel network investigations we heard the unmistakeable voice of Jessie which led us to further our searchto resurrect Jessie. Now the build up of Jessies underworld giratory sexual tornado has reached orgasm point leading to the current Icelandic volcanic eruptions. Last weeks first early spurt appears to be a mere precursor to the vast ejaculation last night from a different fissure. The resultant cloud of dust has spread across the world rendering aircraft useless/ Holland, Belgium, Finland are down like us. France and Germany will be soon.

Sending Jessie to the underworld for the power of his sexual girations that made Elvis's seem but a flutter was a huge mistake. Like the buial of radiuoactive waste it ws a time bomb. Jessie we welome you back. Shoot your load.

Drugs Today

For young people growing up today in cities unemploted the avenues of destruction are so much greater than they were for my generation that too found the poor in northern cities spewed out fom schools in to recession. We found our way to cannabis, LSD , a psychedelic underground where creativity was rife. Politics was in our blood and drawn together by a hatred of Margaret Thatcher many took to the road and discovered the countryside in beat up trucks, vans and buses. Our days were numbered and a dark and evil police force, hardened by miners strikes and the battle of Orgreave brought our fun to an end. It was to be another decade before heroin flooded in and turned council estates in to crime riddled opiation. The timing of the Afhgany farmers shift from making oily black hashish after the Mojahadin had seen off the Russians to producing poppys couldnt have had a more disastrous effect on our poor. Now our jails are flooded with innocents guilty of nothing but addiction. How drug culture changed has been a profound perpetuator of the rich poor divide. The gap is now bigger than ever and the cultural loopholes that allowed people like myself  and the generations of punk and later british art to find upward mobillity have closed. The country has now sealed itself in to the two worlds and it seems this barrier is now permanent. Our war in Afhganistan has reinforced this wall in our early support of the Norhern Alliance who grew heroin poppies which the Taliban were initially against but now use to fund thier work. The countries president is a smackhead. So heroin will continue to flow as it is in both sides interests. The escape routes for the poor are now so few and the heroin culture so ingrained that it will take decades before we see change The crack epedemic compounded the problem but by comparrison, on the social scale is trivial as the middle class hoover up cocaine powder at an incredible rate. Drug culture is incredibly important to understanding society, a tenth of the worlds economy is in drugs.

The Scree by Paul McDermott: 1/2

The Scree by Paul McDermott: 2/2

Cobus - Klopjag - Skree! (drum cover)

Skree Tanks Workhaus

Andrea Dunbar 4 - Please scroll down and read parts 1 to 4 in sequence

Lorraine was heavily bullied, told by her mother she couldnt be loved as much as her siblings for being mixed race. After Dunbars death Lorraine spiralled down in to drug use and prostitution. Her baby son, Harris, died after swallowing a bottle of his mothers methadone.

Lip sinking is used in Barnards film to maintain a sense of people speaking at one remove.

The residents of the estate assemble for the viewing at Bradfords National Media Museum to view the edit. It is a stange mix of verbatim transcript and autobiographical drama that creates an echo chamber of conflicting voices from Dunbars life and art. A hush descends when the voice of Lorraine whose resentment to her mother remains palpable. Applause, Tears.
All went well, fears of Lorraines bitterness at her mother not going down well with the legend of her mother blend in to the confused voice of the whole project. What was strongest for me was Lorraines articulacy.
Genius is a blessing and a curse.

Andrea Dunbar 3

Residents were wary, it helped that Barnard was local; 'Pamela was particlarly helpful. Until I met her I had no idea just how autobiographical the plays were. She told me that the Asian boyfriend in The Arbor was a real life portrait of the man who fathered Andreas first child, Lorraine.'
Barnard wanted to know what had happened to Lorraine who had left the estate some years ago and was rarely talked about. After further enquiries it became clear why; in 2007, Lorraine was convicted of the manslaughter of her one year old son and sentenced to three years in prison.
'I began writing to Lorraine' says Barnard, ' She was in the drug rehabillitation unit of a prison in Surrey. She agreed to meet me providing she wouldnt have to appear on camera. The story she told was hardly one I was expecting, and it led me to make quite a different film.'

Andrea Dunbar 2

10 years later, Stafford Clark returned to Buttershawe with a team of actors and researchers to create a new piece of theatre. 'A State Affair' documents the changes in the area since Dunbars death. Conditions havent improved. Dunbars daughter Lorraine;
'If mum wrote the play today Rita and Sue would be on smack and crack and working the red light district, bob would be injecting heroin.'
Clio Barnard-a film maker and contemporary of Dunbar, local too, was intrigued by these words and became curious to find out what became of Andreas 3 children in the 20 years since her death. Artangel funded her project. She interviewed her children and neighbours and enacted scenes from The Arbor in the open air.
Dunbars' sister still occupies the house next door to Andreas, Pamela has mixed feelings of respect for her sister and the attention her work brought to the area causing trouble again. Andrew, Dunbars son watches on as his childhood is reenacted, 'It's freaking me out a bit.'

Andrea Dunbar 1

The Buttershawe estate in Bradfords' most famous resident is Andrea Dunbar.
She wrote her first play The Arbor whilst still at school named after the road she grew up in Brafferton Arbor aged 15. The story of a young white girl who fell in love and falls pregnant to a young Pakistani lad in a raccist environment. This largely autobiographical work was picked up on by Max Stafford Clark, director of the Royal Court Theatre.
Dunbars brief flare of artistic brilliance brought her critical acclaim but little happiness. The success of 'The Arbor' brought her a further commission from The Royal Court; 'Rita, Sue and Bob too'. A story of a Bradford mans tryst with 2 teenage babysitters. The story was later filmed in situ on the estate however other writers were brought in to take out the grit and give a happy ending. Dunbar disowned the project. What was worse, she was ostracised from her community for portraying them in a bad light, threatened with violence and faced prosecution for claiming benefits whilst receiving royalties.
Depressed and dependent on alcohol she gave up writing. In 1990 she fell dead from a brain haemourage in her local pub aged 29.

Leonardo Da Vincis' Tank

Da Vincis Tank recreated for all you tank fans out there.

Smoking

Anyone smart enough to follow skreeworld blog is probably smart enough to have stopped smoking. However, if like me, you have stopped and started loads of times you will be aware of the recent new smoking adverts on tobacco poaches. Most peoples favourite is the mexican looking guy who has not only lost the top half of his head but grown an external heart on his neck. One wonders why one of his mates, when it was, say , the size of a golfball say 'hey mate, you've got a huge tumour.'
Another popular one is the loaded syringe of smack, if you enjoy cigarrettes you'll love heroin,go on , give it a try.
So I think smokng must be bad for you. Mind you, David Bellamy doesnt believe in global warming so who knows?

Animal takes presedence

Sadly Tex is getting older. This hampers my activities yet ball endeavour has magnificence. I was out 6.30 sunday with him shooting 2 pigeons, first I got straight through the head, second fell in to river and I spent time geting him in. We ate a lovely pigeon breast tagliatelli in a white sauce.
Today was a real treat. Saw ared kite fly over our land, there are no reintroduction schemes here so a natural occurance. It amazes me that buzzard, peregrine, kestrel, sparrowhawk, all diurnal raptors can share this space

The One True Skree

Please avoid all imposters. The tribute songs on you tube are welcome and appreciated however regarding wikipedia etc. I am The One True Skree

Sheer terror

Facebook is taking over. What can a blogger do? I suppose I shall have to reserve the Blog for my own writing and photography. The Skree book in which we are in discusion with a major publisher at present may bring this party to an end. I hope not. Blogging was/is a better world where you felt the space to express ideas as a journalist would yet how can any blogger hope to get a following like they would on facebiook. We'll see how things pan out but I hope we dont end up like Bebo. A lot of thought and work has gone in to the skreeworld blog, should this be for nothing?

Skree local grafiti

Very few stencils used. Post up billboard style.

Malcolm and John

John Lydon and McClarren never really gave of themselves in interview. Perhaps John does now in moments off guard but Malcolm was always on display. His manifesto always in front of his personallity. The hatred John eald for Malcolm all these years was the hatred of the spurned lover, stranger even than that. Most dumped lovers, even of great depth, drop away after 2 to 5 years yet John maintained the state for decades. The love he felt for Malcolm must have been deep. The fact Malcolm tricked Sid in to a spiral of self destruction as one of his unwitting sculptures, Johns friend, even as John reaffirmed his autonomy through Public Image Ltd, must have hurt. Having been used as one of Malcolms works himself, watching his best friend succumb to an even harsher fate than his own disillusionment justifies his hatred. Yet John must still have loved Malcolm, how else could he perpetuate his obsessive revulsin. Though John is married to an older woman he surrounds himself with a gang of youthful parodies of himself. His persona was always a mixture of camp and boot boy with the camp invariably trumping his macho outbursts. When Malcolm became ill, he hid the fact from all but his inner circle, his public image required conviction and strength, pity would have been anathema to all he stood for. John, now a beery middle aged pot bellied goon doesnt have those words of wisdom. The lyrics he laid down for the Pistols may have been his but they were the articulation of a different minds ideas. So far ahead of his years. And now he cant do it. What he lost was his mentor, his teacher, Malcolm opened him up and left him exposed and wounded. a discarded painting. But John is a good man, his struggle has been to fit the persona he was baptised by McClarren with his own. I was glad to hear he said kind words on hearing of Malcolms death. I hope they are both free now, John free to be Lydon not Rotten, McClarrens magnificent sculpture.

Tex

Very upset about Tex at the moment. Vets on monday. The emotional carnage of dog ownership is like having a brother who ages at 10 times your speed. I really can't face thethought of life without him. I hope I die the same day as him, if not I'm bound to go off on a self destructive mission, charge naked through the brambles, dog rose and undergrowth till all flesh is stripped from my bones and fall in to mud, wind and rain and let ats, foxes and decomposition take me.

London this weekend

Tommorrow night Paul plays at The Groucho club, should be a good nigh. Sunday, Jason Feddy plas Kiss the Sky in Crouch End so its a london weekend

Underworld Subbterania Divert Now

Skree and Kipper se out for adventure today however we were diverted by the glorious weather so just went down the river and canal. Very sad seeing Tex getting older and unable to chase rabbits like Lobo. For further information on our subterranian activities, please refer to Urban Exploration Forum http:www.28dayslater.co.uk/forums/

Skreeworld blog has become too complicated with drainspotting, art, subterrania so some activities will now be followable through this new channel

Russell Brand

Ladies, yes he can talk. Check him out from the waste down. His legs are fat and move in a wierd sort of a way. Yes , sexy top half, bu it dont work where it matters.I 've got Leon Bater downstairs pounding out shit music. I'll hit him with some Fall, Hawkwind and Slade. Could be a good fight, keep posted.

Have I got News For you

OK, Ha Ha, the Pylon Appreciation Society, big joke. They used 3 Skreeworld photos to make a joke! I aim to charge them for the use of my work.

Malcolm RIP

Malcolm. 'Be reasonable, demand the impossible'

Ace Weekend

Saturday, Paul at Groucho club, sunday, Jason Feddy at Kiss the Sky, Crouch End. Sound.

Frome Police in Jim Davidson bust

Now we all hate the police but they do have there moments. I had seen the posters advertising a 'comedy' gig by sexst, raccist homophobe Jim Davidson. Remember him from back in the 70s when it was ok to be raccist? In the 70s it was even ok to be Gary Glitter. Any road, when the white supremacist came to our town to spout his poison the police were waiting and busted the bastard for outstanding speeding offences. The local papers are looking for anyone who attended his gig to confirm rumours that he made jokes about the fact, so far no one has come forward.

Malcolm McClaren RIP

Macolm, you may have been the least popular part of the Sex Pistols story but without you there would have been no story

Dogfood

I wouldn't feed my dog on anything else. Osoko, with pentopepides for the skin, vitamins A to Z, and a 6th blade to shave you closer still, all covered in thick milk chocolate, tis isn't just dogfood, it's Sand M dogfood, for all who like it on all 4's on a lead.

Lines of cmmunication 17

Two women have been arested on suspicion of trying to smuggle the body of a dead relative on to an easy jet flight to Gemany yesterday.

Sat in his wheelchair wearing sunglasses, 91 year old Curt Willi Jarant was 'asleep', sad his widow and stepdaughter. Security at Liverpools John Lennon airport got suspicious. Travelling with 2 children the widow and crew were detained on suspicion of trying to avoid the cost and beaurocracy of repatriating Curt. Airport staff checked his condition and were shocked to find no murmur of a pulse.

The widow and stpdaughter plead innocence and point to the fact 8 people saw him moving. Perhaps i was when his head slumped on to a co passengers head and no yanking from the family could reanimate him gave the game away.

Mind you, I often feel, whilst stood in supermarket queues behind incontinent coffin dodgers that the authorities should intervene.

2012 Mediocrathon

W bell Boris bumbling upperclass arsepipe has chosen his opportunity to make his mark with a stataement to the world of our cultural ingenuity, yes the culturally ingenous mutant trombone is the disfiguement of the London landscape we are to be represented by. As Anish Kapours work gets bigger it gets kapoorer. Why, oh why. England will soon look like Spain, punctuated by ill concieved public artworks. So what does it represent? Kapours arsepipe is destined to become the most hated, the most disliked, public art work [ I use the word 'art' very loosely] in the history of British culture. Anish, stick to your pigments, Booris, stick to your politics. Like a fat beach belly warping brit holiday maker on th costa del sol, this is the face of contemporary Britain we have chosen to show the world. Anish, you're piss poor.

Sooty saved from a cruel death

Last year sooty was ordered to be destroyed by magistrates however his death sentence has been repealed by crown court this week.
Sooty, a problem dog, rescued by Kay and Paul Godridge had been sentenced to death for biting postman Alan Parfitt twice. Lets face it, we all feel like biting postmen, hardly a crime.
Fortunately the owners were supported by a barrister appointed by Bath Cats and Dogs home where they had rescued Sooty from. Tex, king of the wolves also came into my life from here and has saved me. Tex is an angel. I don't know Sooty yet he may be of that order too. Tex saved my life. He has saved the lives of others too. If it comes down to it, I will join the war against postmen and will bite all postmen I come across. I call o all skreeworld blog followers to bite these bill posting bastards. Lets face it, good news comes never in an envelope these dsays.

Deeply sorry

Happy Easter

Blogger is playing funny games with me today and neither of the 2 videos I lovingly shot for you today will come up so you will just have to do with Garforth Water Tower. The only sane aspiration of any man in the 21st century is to own his own water tower, anyone who thinks otherwise is just living in a dreamworld. I will percervere to get my videos up.

Tex and liberal piety

What Tex seeks to point out here is that liberal piety has overtaken freedom of expression. In the '60s to early 70s, the objective was to let people 'do as thou will' to mis quote Aleister Crowley. Freedom to be do what the fuck you want. The liberal left is now concerned with pious preaching. Political correctness. A list of things not to do regarding eating, drug taking, smoking, sexual habits etc. The total closing down of freedoms. The liberal left has become more conservative whilst the consrvative right has become more concerned with personal freedoms, albeit in a Clarckson sort of a way. Here Tex crunches up daffodils to illustrate this irony.

Tex and rabbit

Haye proves his salt

Aside from all the bragging and the curious David and Goliath victory that won Haye the WBA title there had been doubts amongst most fight fans as to whether David Haye was a true champion. The WBA belt is the hardest to keep, the most honest judges, and tonight many who rarely watch the sport thought that Ruiz was an easy fight. Truth be told he s the veteran of 11 now 12 world title fights, several against greats and a twice world champion. Haye, ideall would have ducked this fight, normally a new champ gets an easy first defence. Haye hasn't been so fortunate. This was a real battle, Ruiz never gave up and when his corner through in the toel in the 9th round he was disappointed to not be allowed to continue though this was the wisest course of action. Haye fought a blistering first round, flooring Ruiz twice. This took a lot out of him. The 2nd saw Ruiz regai composure. The rest of the fght saw a deteriorating Ruiz fortified by his experience and ring craft gradually sccumb to the more powerful Haye. No one can deny him the right to wear the belt now. The question is now, which Klitshko brother dare fight him? The sport of boxing needs a crow pulling heavyweight champion and it has one now. Haye for unification.

More trouble at t'mill

The council fell in to bitter disagreement today. The conservative members, those who seek to shrink the envelope of possibility have lost thier bottle. We have always prided ourselves on our fearlessness, where one may have a fear of heights, others woiu;ld tep up. Clausstrophobes not forced down tunnels. This has been our strength. It seems that only me and Kipper are prepared to fight the war to the end. I feel a deep saddness to hear thier weakness. Have we not faced death together? Now it seems we need to recruit new members. The badge of shame you wear, and loss of understandin and dventure are your loss. If you regain the fire in your bellies, if you stiull hunger for the truth then you will be welcomed back in to the fold. If not, we respect your contributions and hope you always feel the pride of your involvement.
Sadly, the result of a well orchestrated plan fll fla. It wasn't us who ook the the dangerous Box tunnel entranc who bottled it The Monktn Farliegh en of the operation let us down. So we still don't know if these two tunnel etworks link up. Al logic as they do. he world war 2 wreckage is still there as are the tunnels and they aren't going anywhere so we will have to plan another day. I was accused of lack of bottle over the bambi project yet now she stands in her righful place. All I can say is check the guys track record.

Facebook

Ok, I give in, I'm back on however be wary

Facebook

I have deactivated my facebook account as I can see that it is seriously dangerous

Also had people unable to tell fact from joke

play 'Blindness' on you tube by The Fall

Jessie hunt tommorrow

Can'y say too much as you never know who's watching. Big underworld project planned for tommorrow. All skreeworld council members group skype midday to comfirm directions.

Inside the Belly of the Beast

Inside World War 2 gun post

Someone is or has been sleeping here. Jessie?

Surely one of his stop off points

World War 2

Competition

What the fuck is this?

We are bamboozled. Skree print prize. Genuine answers only?

World war 2 gun post from below

A happy birthday to Flo in Leeds, oldest woman in England, 114, take the you southern lard, tobacco, alcohol oppositionists.

World war 2 defence post

World War 2 gun defence post

Been dieing to crack in to this one for ages. Seen it sat there as I drove home from many a mission on skreeworld research. It is on private land close to a private house. Finished off a job in Bath. Saw some ace draincovers but didn;t have camera , have to go back soon to snap these beauties. We waited till dusk then just me and Tex set off. Parked up over the brow of the hill so we could approach discretely. Deer ran across our path. Thrre fences and a hedge and a number of fields and we were there to bring you these memories of World War 2.

Leeds Rugby League

The worst start to the season for ages. Three consecutive losses left us out of the top 8. So happy to welcome Lee Smith back. He tried a spell in Bugry but I guess he was too fit, too strong, too desiring for tries and against kicking. Leeds were 20 6 down against arch rivals Bradford. Sinfield, captain back, if a little match rusty. Lee Smitth try brings us back in. The game ended with a missed conversion and three missed drop goals. Sounds like we were aweful in the first half but the fire returned. This may be just a draw but we ended the game ascendent. This could be the turning point of the season. We are back. We are Leeds!