Does chance require rules/constraints in creativity?
Why am I paralysed by choice?
Can you imagine a train carriage dedicated specifically designed for research and going nowhere always ?
Is serendipity so deeply embedded in artistic practice so as to be un-extractable?
How important is delight?
How can one support open ended investigations in reality?
What do you mean by rigour?
Can one rigorously consider think about a cloud?
How fast can you hold to a line of thought?
failure as a beginning point – not an end point
(Jimmy Page, David Lynch, me)