It’s springtime; the human instinct compels us to procreate to ensure the survival of the species. Artists making art now question the fruits of their creation. Creating new perceptions rather than new life our activities are called into question by the worst critics – ourselves.
Of course there is the option of procreation and artistic creation but the point is that now is the time to review the value of time spent making functionless objects or experiences verses time spent nurturing new human life.
‘I have an unquiet mind’ Nazereen in Brick Lane.
I am not happy.
It seems as though I have a puzzle in my head where many strings are knotted and I must untangle the right one to get to the prize.
Edward deBono would say to being with the prize and work back. Now the prize is a piece of work that represents the best MA work I can do at this point in my life.
It is complicated by the many commitments I have made to other projects. They are taking up my time and the space in my head and in my days and nights. It is making me tired. Exhausted and unable to dedicate time to what I want to do.
Priorities.
Time is flying away. What it achievable? It seems that I will loose my days to the things I have distracted myself with.
I’m tired. I need to rest an quieten my mind.
