It’s three weeks after my last stint on the stairs and I’ve spent that time thinking abut what I learnt and deciding what I want to take forward. Work (the paying kind) has taken over for a while but I’m able to get back to the art now. I’ve also made a good start on the essay and have around 1200 words buttoned down and I know where I’m going, so all’s good with that.
I’ve got three days booked on a different stairwell at Margaret St so I’ve been prepping work to install there, though I’m pretty sure I’ll abandon plans and start something else when I get in the space. It’s meant to be like that though, so it feels fine – it almost feels like a waste of time to be making stuff for it because I know it’ll change when I apply it. I’ve yet to figure out if that flexibility is a good thing or not, it doesn’t seem like a practice many artists follow and I stuggle with the fact that I don’t think its sustainable as a practice – I mean, how am I going to persuade someone in a place other than an art establishment to let me loose in space with a bunch of materials and the idea that I will ‘do ‘something’ that establishes the relationship of a person to the space and a tangible sense that others have come to this space before’. There is a specific tradition associated with art buildings like this that is really special and unlike other buildings. One day I’d like to try a similar process in a different building, particularly an office building.
