i’m finishing early today. i’ve been affected by things what have happened in the studio today.
i’d come in really excited about something i’d done at home over the weekend. i’d found a use for a pile of rejected windows from envelopes. they were rejected because the early form of recycling where i live didn’t take the windows of envelopes, so i used to religiously tear them out. i kept them believing that one day i would find a use for them. over the weekend i decided i wanted not to have the pile any more. i was faced with what to make with them. it became a little film and now there is a space in that place where they used to be.
so i got in all excited. there was a bit of funny atmosphere. someone was going to be popping in and i’ve had it confirmed that the runner of the purple shed is going to be flitting in and out for the foreseeable future, something family orientated that no one was really able to tell me about. reminds of those applications i make to other places and get a blank rejection and then write to them asking for some feedback and get ignored. the last time this happened was from an organisation that i had really liked for some time. their lack of feedback has tarnished my view of them. if the organiser is away, i’ll miss our chats and moments of realisation about stuff. i hope i can chat again soon.
also this morning someone popped in to have a chat to those in the studio. i ended up being an ignored bystander in an argument about artist and curator and systems and you know what it was a waste of my time. i tried to get involved, adding my opinion and standpoint, however it was ignored, probably because it was too liberal. the argument was between the person who claims to be getting nowhere and the other who has managed to find a route and has started journeying alone it. i recognise that a year ago i would have been less liberal than now. part of the argument seemed to be about being accepted for what they made. seems to me there was some personal issues going on that was being projected onto others. i can say that as i did a lot of projection during the ff show. all that projecting, it’s everyone else except me…the pattern emerges that maybe it was me. i left the conversation as i found it to negative and going no where.
moan over, i’ll chilling out of here.
made from windows.
