Degree show meltdowns.
Anyone else had theirs yet? Although im quite in control and know what im doing to a certain extent, anxiety always shows its ugly head.
In better news, The work iv’e been producing on relationships is starting to come along quite nicely, a day of drawing down the bay proved very useful for reference material for some future work, mainly drawings of, and im not sure of the technical term, but the ‘end of a pier, after the rest of a pier’s been taken down’ is just facinating to me, im not sure whether its a sense of nostlagia about them, or the allure of dilapidated architecture, they are just very interesting objects, sat in the shallows.
New age ‘Isle of The Dead’ perhaps?
