My last post was dated misleadingly, as it was yesterday's but I wrote it after midnight!
So, today. I knew it would be a short day as the department only opens for the morning on Tuesdays, but even so the time whizzed past alarmingly. I spent much of the time preparing scraperboards for the fourth year class I'll be teaching tomorrow, using indian ink on mountboard. They've bowed quite a bit, but hopefully nothing that a pile of books won't sort out.
I spent the rest of the time messily: pouring plaster into yesterday's ten moulds through inplausibly tiny holes (plaster all over Emma's hand – sorry Emma!) and making a very fiddly three-part mould that I don't have an awful lot of confidence in.
Still, Zach in the space behind me was playing Bob Dylan, and it was all good.
