Kevin Harman is an artist, and Skip 11 is one of his works. Wanting to, as he puts it, “get outside the gallery walls”, he finds a skip. It’s got what he needs, “space and material”, and with it he makes art. Sculpture, in fact, but in conjunction with this film it might constitute a residence.

As he takes everything out to break it down and put it back in again, we meet passers-by, even the woman whose skip it is. The interactions with the neighbourhood as he works are charming, his portfolio on the pavement to explain his work, his cheery tone punctuated only by one burst of strong language as his exertions take a toll. Were it not for that it would be a shoo-in for schools programming – Kevin is personable, talented, able, and Christopher Lewis Cook’s film captures his time in Stockbridge brilliantly.

The final work has a solidity, a sort of sedimentary delineation of wooden flooring, plasterboard, reflected with the sky in a cracked-mirror pool across the bottom of the skip. So too the film, a found thing, a process. One almost wants to watch a film about the making of this one, a cyclical, self-referential project about a project about… Documentary should aim for the Reithian ideals, to educate, inform, and entertain – here it goes a little further, becoming art.