AI-powered
podcast player
Listen to all your favourite podcasts with AI-powered features
The Surreal, Mimed Parody of Domestic Life
For almost a decade I went to his home every day, strapped him up and gradually puppeted my idol through whatever strange, mimed parody of domestic life he desired. It was almost six months ago when the woman came to our door. She looked like a film student and at first I took her for a fan. But as I started to speak she turned her head. Revealing a mass of white thread, crisscrossing all over the side of her temple, standing starkly against the dark brown of her skin. Neil's work wasn't the sort to attract adoring masses, but occasionally admirers would find their way to his home. Usually he'd send them away, but