Amy Powell Yeates You Can’t Kill the Spirit
A dawn chorus: robins, blackbirds, woodpeckers. The sun is rising gradually through the scene. (50s) sits on a muddy patch of grass, eating an apple and reading a book. She is dressed in a giant handmade teddy bear costume. rose
A mesh wire fence looms behind her but it’s not yet light enough to make out the top of it. (early 30s) enters, also dressed as a teddy bear. She has a camera strap hooked around her neck and is holding a smaller teddy. A moment of acknowledgement between them. Morfydd looks around curiously with her camera. morfydd
Eventually, she points the lens in the direction of Rose. The shutter clicks and Morfydd quickly moves the camera away. Rose looks up. Morfydd: Sorry. Rose:
Would it have hurt you to ask?
Morfydd: No. Sorry, it wasn’t actually of you. Don’t worry. Rose studies Morfydd. Rose:
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No? What was it of then?
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