I’ve been reading Beowulf, adapted by Penelope Hicks. I find it both funny and sad that after Grendel the monster is killed, they have to get past his mum. A she-monster. I could possibly do something with this, but maybe for something else.
On Tuesday I dropped in at Kate’s house, and we had a cup of tea and chatted about the exhibition. She was working on a scale drawing of the space, for planning purposes, which was rather impressive.
By Thursday, when I realised that it was 3 weeks to the day until the exhibition opens, I had started getting scared. I need things that move. Also something that plays sound, though not loudly. I intended for studio time to happen this weekend, but I ended up having the kind of weekend which didn’t allow for that. However, I have managed to get a clearer idea of what I’m doing for the show, and made some sketches of ideas, so that’s something at least.
Last night’s dream is possibly quite revealing. It involved being trapped in a studio building with various other artists and they were all either very intimidating or very annoying, or both. I was trying to get out of the building but the exit codes for the doors kept changing, and I could never remember which key I had to use.
Today I was over-seeing the painting of some scenery I’d designed for the Stevenage Lytton Youth Theatre production of adapted fairytales, called Once Upon A Time. I was very glad to have an excellent team of people keen to help with the painting, and it’s pretty much done now and, I must say, looking rather good. I had to take Maisie the springer spaniel with me today as she would have been home alone for too long otherwise. I don’t normally dare take her anywhere she might get into mischief, but I didn’t have much choice today. Luckily there were lots of people around who were kind enough to keep her entertained while the painting was going on. There was one point when I thought she’d eaten a large amount of chocolate (complete with foil wrapping), which belonged to one of the painting team, but it turned out to be a false alarm. I hope she didn’t annoy people too much. She certainly seems to have enjoyed the excursion, in any case.
