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Wow what a day! As William and I arrived at 8.30 am at Uni we saw the enormous delivery truck from Ipswich Plastics waiting by the woodwork studio…

We took the four acrylic sheets upstairs and spent a long time drawing out the lines where they were to go ( I left the mathematics to William). Then I laid the prints on the floor. I used 96. Although I had originally thought “90” , I had done extras, and somehow the space requested more… We taped them all down so that they didn’t move and were secure. Jane our tutor even suggested that they looked nice like that and did I need the acrylic? ( what a waste of £260 was my first and only thought!). The assessment is one thing but for the Degree show, I knew that unprotected, they would get dog-eared and destroyed. So perhaps I did need them…

When we first put the sheets down ( a nightmare of static as we removed the protective membrane…) they divided the prints up unevenly, cutting some in half.

Oh dear.

However, thank God for Architects!

William worked out very quickly that if we moved and rotated them, the sheets would line up on the joins of the prints.

What an amazing difference!

No nasty intersections, less obvious buckling of the sheets.

Things were looking up!

We taped the edges down with a wide cellotape, taking a scalpel to the overlaps so that they looked neat.

This is a requirement of Health and Safety. (However, if people are drunk on all that free alcohol, goodness knows what they can do…)

The space looked good: empty, white, red on the ground, black lettering.

I knew it wouldn’t be like that for long as I have to share the space, but I took my photos.

The lettering looks good; Do Not Cut The Flowers large on one side, and on the other, slightly lower; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. (Yeats)

It had come together. The acrylic actually helped . It “made” it. I felt very much that the whole was greater than the sum of the parts. People who had no idea what it is or what it is about said:

“Wow!”, and then, ” it looks bloody; like surgery “

Well, it is: barbaric, primitive “surgery” for no legitimate reason. I hope people get the full message…


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