Another Monday, and a lot of plaster dust. I filed and sanded what seemed like dozens of plaster relics, and I can't help feeling that all that dust can't exactly be health-enhancing. Never mind; it's basically all done now. What with the fumes of white spirit and oil paint as the Lower Sixth beavered away on their metre-square self portraits all around me, by 7.45 pm I was quite ready to get home.
The relics do look better though.
My Year 13 lesson went well, too. I showed the students how to take stills from the video they shot at Cley church last Monday, and they all chose the frames they wanted to work with. Some of the images they've captured are really exciting. Made me want to go back and shoot video at Cley church myself – but there's no time for anything like that!
Later, I made the sad discovery that my etching plates haven't actually etched – there's nothing on them! Start again tomorrow …
