We lost Karl at the Wawel. He ran ahead to set up the crowning shot of his film and we didn't see him again. We were only moments behind him. We searched the Wawel and in the end we had to jump in a taxi and head to the airport. Hopefully he didn't wait too long. It feels like the fitting end to a film. A metaphor for his struggle to save Krakow.…

HI Folks,

I have been approached by a director who i met whilst training at Bristol Old Vic.

He has some ideas about creating a Swansea/ Gower based film.

He is an established tv/film director who has recently directed and produced 'Around the world in 80 days'with Michael Palin, he directed and produced 'Doctor Who Confidential' with David Tennant and is a regular director on 'Doctors'.

So, Basically i am scouting out welsh talent... this includes actors, writers…

BOOKSHRINE: You can look, but don't touch... and most certainly... don't READ!!!…

Last night ended with the feeling that we we might have escaped with our lives. The Girl, Katia, was a little keen. Very keen infact. Her boyfriend seemed very accommodating. Patient possibly. They didn't understand the concept behind the band when I showed them a video on the internet. There was something that really didn't feel right in that place. Her lank haired boyfriend repeatedly putting his hand to her face in a…

"You'd better run, you'd better take cover". Sam pushes the camera up close into Karl's face. His cigarette burning low, ash about to drop on the table. The cafe has equivalence with Nancy's cafe in Ystrad Mynach. Carl talks about being your own tour guide. He is interrupted by the Nokia ring tone. A thick layer of smoke that is somehow comforting. Strange really as I find smoking abhorrent. Smoke indoors has become an…

Over dinner in yet another subterranean restaurant we discuss our motives for the creation of a film/performance/documentary. Earlier Karl called us over to film him dropping change into a beggars cup. Why do this? To show the poverty or to frame himself as the the saviour of Krakow. I am beginning to feel quite emotional. I know that Sam does as well. As much as we fear exploiting the beggar in the street and resist…

Karl has gone to work and Sam and I find ourselves back where we began yesterday when we first arrived in the city. We are next to the new opera house. Karl's tour has recoloured and remapped the landscape and I reflect, as I sit, on Britain and Wales and what, from within, I have taken for granted and missed. You can see the change here. Huge adverts hang from building tops. "Buildings, not billboards" as Karl is so keen…

Found these from Times, Guardian and British Theatre Guide...

http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/stage/theatre/article7061532.ece

http://www.guardian.co.uk/stage/2010/mar/14/good-night-out-in-valleys…

The city is different at night. The walk up to the Wawel is extraordinary. The Polish understand soft ambient lighting. The architecture, which had seemed barren and grey during the day, is now lit beautifully. The snow fell in larger flakes and Sam was able to gather some footage. A man approached us for an cigarette. A hint of menace gave way to faux camaraderie. Tomorrow we will meet with Karl.…

Sam and I made our way back to the Dizzy Daisy Hostel in the early evening. Sleep overtook us and we happily lost two hours. We awoke refreshed and were again able to speak to one another. We both admitted that we were becoming bored with the sound of our own voices. We made our way back to the Rynek where we found a subterranean Mexican restaurant. The chilli soup was excellent. Again I was assaulted by dill when the…