Long day yesterday in Saint-Omer. Afternoon meeting, a bit of shopping, then the opening of Resider/Reside (http://www.dadonline.eu/resider_reside.php) with work by Pierre-Yves Brest and Sharon Haward. Afterwards, there was a meal to which everyone involved contributed a dish. We rounded off the evening with musical chairs with too many chairs, followed by Grandmother’s footsteps which the French call, un, deux, trois, Soleil, and then murderer in the room (is that its name?). All good fun and it brought everyone together. As someone said, the best games are the ones you played as a child but still know how to play as an adult. No complicated rules to remember.
I enjoyed the evocation of childhood through play.
Reading Rob’s blog and all the comments and the responses to my own comments has been quite interesting. It’s sometimes the thinking about making that is the real problem for me. Not the thinking through making. I can get really stuck when I believe I have an idea for making work but don’t actually try it out or make the work. Work comes out of work, ideas come from ideas which come from reading, making, writing.
There are perhaps different ways of thinking, but there is something about thinking as a way of coming to thoughts through some kind of process, be that writing or making or walking the dog. Thoughts – or my thoughts at least – aren’t first thought and then written down or made; they become as I write or make and then I read/look at what I’ve done and ask ‘is that what I really think?”
