Parklife. People walking, playing, watching, waiting, dreaming....people relaxing, hurrying, performing, conversing.... people observing and being observed. The park is like a stage with benches for the audience and paths leading in from the wings to a central grassed arena where the actors enter and exit. Little moments of drama, narratives suddenly unfold and equally quickly dissipate - a young man practices juggling; a greyhound races across the grass, catching and killing a squirrel; two young Mormons identically dressed in black suits attempt to spread the word of God; chance encounters; random occurrences. And all the while, time passes, the leaves fall, the rain stops, the sun comes out, life goes on.