MoL functions as an anti-institution dedicated to post-cinema, the lost, the deleted, the censored and the obscure. Its inaugural project was an experiment of watching daytime TV: uncharted white space, an Arctic electronic wilderness to be traversed. What follows are random lines taken from the experiment – In what’s missing is where love has gone: Excursions into daytime TV
Something blue please Thai. Thank you Bev//twenty-five piece advent calendar with display tree. Virtually undetectable hair extensions// you’ve got beautiful gemstones 355.00 down to 44.99//for drinks for dinner for mince pies for nibblies//can a career woman be a mother as well? Thousands of women leave babies outside shops every day//what if he has been smuggled abroad? I’ve read about international baby-smuggling rackets//it’s very Cameron Diaz. She’s clashing the colours but it’s so interesting when you do that//it’s easy to mock some to the rituals you will see here today//there would be a huge constitutional crisis if the queen said, I will not do it//that’s not relationship building//first and foremost, has she got the intention to want to make this work? Obviously she’s having an affair and going down that route. You’re having your cake and eating it, which is not what marriage is about//he has got to be able to see the Judy you were. He’s got to be able to connect back with that. IN WHAT IS MISSING IS WHERE LOVE HAS GONE//find out how you can leave something special for you loved ones//avalanche!//it is beautiful to wrap up babies in egyptian cotton. I wish this were feelyvision rather than TV because then you would be able to feel how soft they are//which is the equivalent to seven ordinary irons//norah, I’m a writer!//some paintings have as many as 50-60 layers of paint to create a dimension that looks as if you could walk into it//an inspired piece of work. The snow. The christmas tree. The snowman//there are shops that open up for christmas just to sell calendars