Month: July 2020

July 31, 2020

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WFH: DAY 106. I spent the day in second gear, considering the broader landscape of my experience. It’s tempting to see no further than the boundaries of whatever you’re doing and whoever you are, presently. In the end, now is (to invoke a rather outmoded technology of projection) only one slide in the carousel of your whole life’s story:
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July 30, 2020

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You’ve learned cuisine; designed a recipe; sourced, bought, and prepared the ingredients; cooked them with love and care over time; and presented them on a pristine plate accompanied with polished cutlery. But all the diner is really interested in is the taste. WFH: DAY 105. 8.00 am: A communion. 8.30 am: I came across a link to a previously unreleased…
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July 29, 2020

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‘I’ve produced a lot of “failure-paintings” recently!’ (MA painting student) WFH: DAY 104. 8.00 am: A communion. ‘Is this a memory of an actual event or of a dream scenario?’ I sometimes find it hard to distinguish the identity of those mental images that involuntarily present themselves to the imagination, usually when I’m either emerging from sleep or otherwise dosing.…
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July 28, 2020

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WFH: DAY 103: 7.15 am: Ablutions: 8.00 am: A communion. 8.30 am: There are days when a sense of relentless routine greets me at the kitchen door. Tuesday (again). The snow-dome required a shake-up. The sound compositions were well into their stride. Thus, I could afford to lay that project aside for awhile and push-on with other plans, shortly. I…
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July 27, 2020

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Sunday, July 26. Monday, July 27. WFM: DAY 102. 9.00 am: The week ahead had to be fluid. Tutorials and other appointments would emerge where they would. In the meantime, I attended to the certainties: postgraduate admissions, submissions, and examinations; and undergraduate re-submissions. Discussions in these respects take place within the contexts of modes of organisation and delivery that remains…
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July 25, 2020

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WFH: DAY 101. I spent the day adapting the text of my presentation for inclusion in a booklet that will accompany a tape/CD release of sound compositions. These would’ve been presented at the ‘Shining Pyramid’ symposium, which had to be abandoned due to lockdown. (‘Where there’s a will …’ .) In the background, I listened critically to the mixdown of…
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July 24, 2020

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I’m waiting for the planes to tumbleWaiting for the towns to fallI’m waiting for the cities to crumbleWaiting till I see you crawl I don’t want to know about evilOnly want to know about love …(John Martyn, ‘Don’t Want to Know’, Solid Air (1972)) WFH: DAY 100. (Is this a milestone or a millstone?) 8.00 am: A communion. I concluded…
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July 23, 2020

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There are times when you oughtn’t to lay-in a course for land. Instead, let your boat be driven where the wind and waves dictate. They may take you somewhere incomparably better than you’d anticipated. WFH: DAY 99. 8.15 am: A communion. The day would be devoted to my PhD tutees, largely: tutorials, external examiner communications, examination timetabling, research proposals, etc.…
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July 22, 2020

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Our restless spirits yearn for thee (Bernard of Clairvaux, ‘Jesus, Thou Joy of Loving Hearts’ (1090–1153)). WFH: DAY 98. 7.45 am: A communion. 8.30 pm: Emboldened by my second cup of the morning, I stared in to the dark abyss of what I didn’t yet know. In my experience, the way to fulfillment and resolution (in both life and work)…
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July 21, 2020

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WFH: DAY 97. 7.15 am: 8.15 am: Emergency admin was waiting in my inbox. The plans for the day had begun to reshuffle, even before they’d had a chance to be implemented. I may appear to function like a robot, but I’m adaptable. Yesterday, I came across a BBC News item about a young and academically able woman who’d taken…
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