Tasmin Archer: Sleeping Satellites

Occasionally a balls-to-the-wall chorale of tears is not required, but something a little more poetically abstract. A sort of cosmic meditation on life and loss that touches upon all of the energies of the universe. So that's why Charlotte put down her glass of red and, and after much consideration, selected this number. It relates to the complexities of her relationship with Gerard, whose father she used to go out with. Things have been difficult between her work at the gallery and his archaeological expeditions to Tunisia. She hopes that things work themselves out. If not there's always her yoga teacher.