Still working, albeit slightly haphazardly, on producing stuff for the show. The pressure is definitely mounting, as I'll only have a couple more free days before starting my residency at Gresham's school next week. Today I made the mistake of digging out my timetable, and noticed with horror that the department is actually open seven days a week. I don't think it's obligatory for me to attend on Sundays, but I hadn't realised that Saturdays were an all-day thing. Not sure how things will work out domestically, let alone getting all that last-minute exhibition preparation done.
Meanwhile, I've printed out lots of A3 video stills of my jumping-over-the midsummer-bonfire performance last year. Sometimes it feels like a bonus to have a hopelessly outdated video camera: I really like the surreal focus and colours you get with it. As usual I made too many prints, but it's quite a long wall space so I'll have to see how many of them will fit in a line along the length of it. With the tee shirts on the other side, that's quite a sizeable bit of gallery accounted for. Yippee!
Another piece of work I've been playing around with will use prints on acetate, so I've sorted out the images for that, too. The idea is that they look a bit like X rays or other personal information records. And/or an inventory of relics. Hopefully. Anyway, they are new and I quite like some of them.
Tomorrow, though, it's back to the charity shops of Norwich in search of the perfect cupboard. God, am I becoming obsessed by any chance?
