Kath hates typing, so rather than wait until Christmas for her to put together her, In-Progress work, here is a summary which I hope she doesn't hate too much.
pbg'97

"Inspired by the possibilities of 'Pinhole' photography Kath has become something of a 'living camera' "!

this example of Kath's typing is real!:

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Just a short bit of stuff to see if I can get the damn thing todo what I want, before I go totally insane.
Perhaps polishing the keys with Pledge wasn't such a bright idea© the keys are all slippery. God, this is
taking hours as usual.

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Everywhere Kath goes, the camera is with her. I say camera in the loosest sense of the word as it seems to consist of little more than a film cassette.

In the pub, in her car, at the train station etc. etc. It appeared in my empty beer glass on one occasion!
What has become fascinating about the whole thing, for me anyway, is that this type of 'Photography' (if that is what it is) removes itself from the frozen moment. The artificial representation of time that produces the bizarre abstract representations of the world that we misguidedly refer to as reality. We can no longer pose in that familiar trite position to have our photo taken, one for the album? Nothing seems less representative of the occasion than that.

Kath's images span anything from a few minutes to a few hours. I guess she can genuinely say she has a true RECORD of the evening; although it might be difficult to unravel .

Looking at these images is easy, understanding what is (or has) gone on is not so. It's all there of course, if you just look........and look.