For eyes yet unborn
My own association with Daniel Meadows goes back many years to when I was a fresh-faced young student eager to undertake his Digital Storytelling module at Cardiff Journalism School (known as JOMEC) in the mid 2000s. Alas, as it was limited to only 25 students, I wasn’t early enough in the queue to make it. Having been following his work for some years previously, the disappointment was palpable.
Later, on returning to JOMEC for a postgraduate diploma, there was Daniel again. This time giving a lecture as part of a series given by industry experts who mostly told us that the business we were all keenly about to enter was on its last legs. Although details of the exact content of Daniel’s lecture remain somewhat hazy, his enthusiasm and delivery remain firmly fixed in my mind – as well as his hope that we were not in fact, all doomed.
Almost 15 years later at the end of 2019, while on a brief break in West Wales, I sat with Daniel’s latest book on my lap and flicked on the television for background noise. To my surprise and amusement at the coincidence, there he was again in a segment of The One Show , talking about the exhibition that coincided with the book’s publication.
It’s a few months later again when I finally get to meet the man himself when he kindly invites me into
