Rita - Putting the I in ART. 26.9@4: FRIDAY AUGUST 28TH

Back to London from Dorset. I manage another fleeting visit to the plinth.

It's so noisy in the daytime. There's another event going on the in square. Not as big as the FreeRunning one last time, but a collection of acts/mini shows, in front of people in deck chairs. While I'm there, it is a send up of Wimbledon, including the TV music.

I may be wrong, but I've noticed that the online plinth coverage doesn't seem to include pictures of other events going on in the square. You can hear the sounds, but I think it gives a false picture of the plinth in full context. Coverage includes film of the plinth side of the square, but leaves out the other half. Legal reasons maybe?

As a result it is completely impossible to hear the music that the plinther is playing or what he is saying. I was amazed when I watched the film at home, how much the plinth microphones pick up. Plinthers definitely play to two different audiences - in the square and on the internet. I'm going to have to consider that though I will be talking mostly to an internet audience, it's going to be pretty boring for anyone standing below, if they can't hear what I'm saying. (May be boring anyway!)

The different experiences that plinthers have according to the time of day and to a lesser degree the weather, must be very wide. It's started to get gusty today and Trafalgar Square seems designed to hold the swirling wind. I thought outside York Minster was one of the windiest places in the UK, but I can now imagine that it could get very blowy in the square too. If it's this gusty for my hour, I think I may use the pole they offer, for some stability. A plinther earlier in the week took huge boards advertising The Samaritans up with her and they acted as sails. I thought she was going to take off.

I don't mind London at all, probably because I was bought up there and feel at home, but I'm writing this on Saturday, on a train travelling from York to Scarborough and I know which I prefer. Certainly early morning in cities, towns and countryside can have very special qualities, due to the light and lack of people. But this morning (Saturday) the fields, rivers and hills look stunning in the golden, early morning sunlight. The straw bales piled up in the fields make a canvas of the fields. A photographer's dream.

I've always preferred early mornings, so maybe a 4am plinth spot is right. I feel the dawn hour must be special and I just miss that in late September

The plinther, while I'm there is a man called Chris - www.oneandother/participants/LEGO. He is using a children's colouring book. He scrumples up the first picture, an incomplete bear, and throws it to the ground. It lands at my feet. So I'm now the proud owner of a piece of plinth art. When you're famous Chris, let me know please.