The idea behind my art project, the First Time Club, is that it gives a structure to spontaneity. It induces an impulse in a group of people who don't want to get older and end up saying, "I wish I had done such and such." All you need is a reason, an excuse to be active. When you get a group together and admit you haven't done something, you immediately relate to each other on a more personal level.
Sometimes it's really bland. Other times it's taboo. Sometimes it's roller disco or going to bingo; another night it could be a visit to a strip club. I was going to set up a second, extreme First Time Club, to include protesting and nudity-related things, but the two merged. That's a good sign. I want to be fairly content but not so happy I wouldn't get anything done.
I get unhappy when I don't see my mum enough. But then there are the great small details of life that bring happiness, things like tickling my boyfriend's belly. I like it when someone asks me if I speak French and I get to say, "Non." I like making someone a really good cappuccino, or ironing shirts, or when I go into a bachelor pad, do some superficial sink cleaning and get treated like the greatest person in the world. I have a sort of spirituality, a faith in the richness of people and in human experience. What could be better than always experiencing things for the first time?