The Anonymous Widower

The Plinth Closes

I wasn’t sure how to title this post.  Close is probably best, as ends sounds rather final.  It won’t be the end, as there is so much recording that has been made.  There is my tiny piece for a start.

Incidentally, as I write this, I’m watching the last person come down.  The guy helping her is on my video as he placed me up there.

I did some up my feelings about it this morning though in an e-mail to the BBC. 

Is It Art?

I had no intention of appearing on the plinth, but went to support a friend very early one Sunday morning.  Someone didn’t turn up and I was asked to substitute.  I refused, but eventually relented.

It was strangely invigorating and helped me very much to face the next day, which would have been my 41^st wedding anniversary, but sadly my wife had died almost two years previously.

So perhaps it isn’t art in the true sense of the word, but here’s one man, who because of the plinth felt a lot better on a difficult day.

Thanks to Anthony Gormley and everybody else who gave me my one hour in the limelight!

October 14, 2009 - Posted by AnonW | News | Entertainment, Fourth Plinth