I continue to download an image everyday from the British Antarctic Survey sit, trace it and upload a copy to my blog
where they remain largely unlooked at. I am really beginning to enjoy the futility of the whole thing. The tracing, however, is beginning to drag. I usually avoid those sorts of projects which improve endless repetitive work, its really not me.
I'm finally off to Cornwall on Saturday to retrieve my show, at least I'll be able to use the tvs to have a look at the films for Leicester. Otherwise it seems a bit sad, Truthfully I'd much prefer if it could all just be chucked in a skip and I could start afresh. Not because I didn't like it I just fancy a violent break.
Enough of self destructive navel gazing, I got an enquiry from the librarians of The Conversational library the other day asking if the Bedwyr Williams catalogue had reached a final resting place. I sent them a picture and a little message
Hi there
Bedwyr now resides in a semi permanent pile on my bookshelf. I have been thinking of organising my arty books but as you can see it has not happened yet. I have looked at it again and was only yesterday talking to a friend who had met him at her private view at the new Ceri Hand gallery in Liverpool where he was performing as a the Welsh Bard. Her husband (also a Williams and therefore related) spent much of the evening talking about ex girlfriends and growing up in Wales.
All the best
Alex
The "her" in question is Hayley Lock she's batty but in a good way.
Aargh just got an email, I've got into the Studio Voltaire members show (I'm not really a member but I thought I'd give it a punt) Happily I think it clashes with the Leicester show.
