On the last night I took my nephew Shea (son of Paul) down to the Telectroscope since he was keen to see it before its planned closure. The weather in Brooklyn was so bad that there was nobody there to wave at - an omen perhaps.
The Telectroscope then proceeded to break down - something that I don't think has happened before.
I supposed I should not have been surprised. His father may be an engineering genius but Shea is quite the opposite. Last time he came to stay, he managed to disable the London Eye before we had even alighted upon it. The stay before that he caused the Hayward Gallery to be evacuated, ruining three Anthony Gormley installations in the process.
At least Shea got to see *something*:
How apt that my last encounter down the tunnel should be with a mole. The tunnel is being returned to nature and Paul St George, the 'Mole Man' has disappeared from whence he came.
The Telectroscope had a natural lifespan after all. It goes back now to being an idea in one man's head, a drawing in a notebook. But we can all attest to its existence.
We believe in the Telectroscope, don't we?
Call 911 the Telectroscope has Disappeared!
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Posted by: Kevin McGrath | June 23, 2008 at 01:13 AM