Man at Loughborough train station: "You must have cold feet"
Me: "Yes I do... I've been going without shoes for a week so I'm used to it"
Man: "Oh right. Why are you doing that?"
Me: "I'm a fine art student. I'm interested in performance art and I'm testing the physical limits of my body"
Man: "Oh right ok. Don't step in anything nasty!"
A lady in convent garden walked past me, she was on the phone. She retraced her steps to talk to me and held her phone conversation. She looked at me with genuine concern and said, "Please be careful...I'm being serious, there are drug addicts round here and they leave their needles on the ground. Please be careful"
After that I felt pretty stupid, felt like an idiot and suddenly more aware that I was barefoot. It made me feel dirty and more aware of the dirt on the ground, of what I might be treading on and what my feet are picking up.
In the evening I had dinner with a friend and he was really encouraging about my project which helped me reconnect with the purpose of it. He understood the feeling of my skin being connected to the ground and it being about my lifestyle.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vVrSf-YH5ks
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