How things map out is so often purely coincidental. Here I am, sitting at a farmhouse table an hour’s travel outside Saskatoon, a place I had never even heard of. The sun is hot, a gentle breeze and the ticks are seeking me out when I venture outside. I have done two days of really interesting work in conjunction with Linda Duvall’s In The Hole residency. My aim was to use the confined space of a hole to experiment with the idea of sound, space and self as well as certain other vague notions about holes and their physicality. It has turned out well especially as the workshop and exhibition Losing Ground happened a couple of weeks ago. So, I have blown bubbles to look at the idea of a hole within a hole and explore the particular micro-climate inside the hole. I have hummed in conjunction with the space, the outside noises – mostly birds and with Linda to set up extraordinary resonances. This work is crucial to my current research. Together we have counted caterpillars and investigated their behaviour, who knew that caterpillars could show anger and how they did it. I saw the sunrise from the hole this morning and made sound-songs in response to the outside of the hole rather than inside. All this maps onto my giant mind map and links things together as well as creating unexpected relationships. There are exciting times ahead.