What is the method of a museum of loneliness, since you ask? It is about non-place and transit, driven by the idea of a post-cinema. Anti-institution. Opposite end of dot.com BUT embraces new technology. At home in the departure lounge. Techno-romantic. Rubber stamp. Works through other bodies like a parasite. Loneliness equals life’s primary relationship now with the screen — actual, psychological — everywhere connected not connected, lonely not lonely. Post-human. Post-angst. Beyond the usual aesthetic judgements. Anthropological. Memory and forgetting. Journey from celluloid to memory stick. Guided tours of vast electro-magnetic slums of audio-visual junk, dead TV, calls waiting, elevator announcements, Muzak, obsolete weather and traffic reports, the visual overload of YouTube and so many virtual lives. The museum is the exploded image bank. It says it wants to be de-Googled (not really but good quote). Anti-pantheon. Opposite and obscurity. Terminal cinema. Anti-curation. Deleted DVDs, films that had never got made, failed screenplays. Always show the censored moment. Shoot from the hip. Celebrate busted careers; hate winners. CSI after the bomb goes off, sifting the scene for fragments of the lost civilisation. Since you ask.