A New Song of the Clyde. Over the next year images, sound and whatever else emerges will consider how this river defines us.
Dusk at New Lanark at the end of the working day. The stillness of the first scene is a few feet above the falls in full spate. Hydropower is experienced in the body as mist and roar. Here, in the 1800s, the eight hour day and child-free labour were at the core of the cotton mill owner's utopian socialist vision; today teenagers on zero hour contracts serve tourists .