MODELS, NOTICEBOARDS, AND A MAN NAMED JIM
It has been 8 days since we have moved into our spaces.
In this time, I have done a lot of planning, but frustratingly, almost no work. In my space, were five huge noticeboards that had been screwed to the wall. I was told that the boards were to come down sometime within the next week, and so waited, and waited, and waited for something to be done. After a week of waiting, and being told not to take them down myself, I took them down myself.
Since Wednesday, I have been painting like a demon. I have almost finished painting now, and the space is beginning to look completely different simply due to the change in colour. The colour is Dulux’s Feature Wall ‘Teal tension’. As I opened the can for the first time, I was horrified! The soft, subtle blue I had imagined, had become ‘community swimming pool blue’. Nightmare! I began to paint, and LUCKILY the paint dries darker. It narrowly avoids ‘fake-gastro pub blue’, but only just. I can’t wait to see what it will look like with the flooring. I am going to start that, and the attaching of the vinyl lettering this weekend.
Yesterday was the day of the BA Fashion catwalk show. I was informed the afternoon before that there would be models walking through my space all day for the 1pm, 2:30pm, and 4pm show. I wailed, sighed, and then thought to myself that I would not be stopped from painting my wall for anyone.
In order to try and minimise any threat to the models and their clothes, I taped off areas for them to walk through. I had painted two walls by the time they began mincing/stomping through the room, and almost everything was dry. They were rude, obnoxious, and frankly a shining example of why a large number of Fine Art students dispise them. I was told or overhead, at least twenty comments of "what a great day to start painting!" They really believe the whole world revolves around them. I prayed that they would fall on the catwalk.
n.b I am not a negative person at all.
