experience
over
40
hours
of
archival
VHS
footage
capturing
the
intimate
everyday
migration experience
at
the
dawn
of
the
new
blairite millennium















come fly with me


              in 2004 greece won the euros. we showed off our (amateur) moves in the back garden to frank sinatra’s ‘come fly with me’ (i love this part)

i’m wearing a promo t-shirt for a long non-existent prepaid mobile provider. the tv has been masterfully propped up on a kitchen chair

everyone seems to be handling important business calls on their nokia phones, while stevie is on his way to joining the soon to be indigo generation with his own toy version




confessions to a camcorder


              in 2005 madonna released her 10th studio album, tony blair was still riding the high tide of his new labour britain, and bulgaria was 2 years away from joining the european union


the “confessions on a dance floor” era was an era of migrant hope (i think you can tell). during this time my aunt made it her personal mission to memorise all of madonna’s workout vixen moves. perhaps as an homage to her own imagined (never fulfilled) 70s disco youth






tv static and kellog’s cereal ads


              18 years ago stevie had a little toy soldier that would sing queen’s ‘we will rock you’ when squeezed (a calculated gift for a previous long gone football summer of high hopes). england lost another penalty shoot-out then

all i remember from that summer was the never ending noise pollution of freddie mercury’s vocals against a back drop of tv static and kellogg’s cereal ads
arrivals        

by Borimir Totev




exhibitied in
“no artist can predict the future” 2021
as seen in
“h is for hostile environment” 2022