May 18, 2019
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May 15–17: There’s unparalleled busyness at this time of the year. The finalisation of the shows is a painfully slow process. Nerves are frazzled, confidence ebbs and flows, paranoia is…
May 14, 2019
Why did I open the cereal packet upside down? An act of subversion, perhaps. 8.00 am: A communion. Prayer sometimes comes like rain in the desert: faintly felt, one drop…
May 13, 2019
No hope is better than false hope. 8.20 am: A communion. 9.00 am: The beginning of an arduous but promisingly fulfilling week. I cast my eye over the mail in…
May 11, 2019
8.00 am: A communion. 8.30 am: I responded to a photograph, posted by one of our distinguished alumni, of the artist and one of her children together in a studio:…
May 10, 2019
I must have been awake for hours, waking on the hour, every hour, for what felt like a very long time. Morning could not come soon enough. 8.00 am: A…
May 9, 2019
8.00 am: A communion. 8.30 pm: My final trip to the Old College until the day of the MA fine art Portfolio assessments. There’s an antechamber between the door leading…
May 8, 2019
Your life/My life. 8.00 am: A communion (in my studio on this occasion, while the study was presently out of action). A change of context alters the complexion of the…
May 7, 2019
8.00 am: A communion. 8.30 pm: Off to School. A day at odds with my temper. The sun saturated the green leaves and dappled the ground. I recalled Monet’s boulevards.…
May 6, 2019
Bank Holiday. 7.30 – 8.00 am: ‘Go!’: 8.15 am: A communion. Over the weekend, I watched Jennifer Brea’s film Unrest. It documents her struggles with acute and chronic ME (Myalgic…
