a week is a long time when considered as seconds. the exhibition has been open for a week now, many seconds for my thoughts. many seconds to reflect.
i have done more than just think about this exhibition, and that has been a great feeling.
so on a quiet Sunday night after my first sober relaxing weekend of the year, i feel compelled to spend some more seconds recording my thoughts in this moment. i’ll spare you the mundanities of sandwiches and green tea.
i enjoyed the opening night a lot more than i thought i would. i enjoyed interacting with the local entertainment editor and kept my thoughts to myself when it became apparent that his ‘artist talking about their work interview’ was to be recorded on a mobile phone. i know that afternoon at the national photography symposium there had been a talk about how things are different now in terms of gathering of info for publication in the press. this guy however was taking the piss. i’ve seen the other artist’s interview on you tube; the sound quality is so disappointing. i look forward to posting the link to my piece, if it makes it via Bluetooth to the web editor’s pc and on to the distributed media.
my work investigates the notion of possible futures. something i’d seen gormley say about his 4th plinth project. in researching my piece, i knew some of the materials i was using could be influenced by heat. the heat in the gallery concerned me, and upon considering my concerns realised that within the notion of possible futures, there are conditions out of my control that affect my present, i.e. the work in the gallery would continue to explore the notion of possible futures. little did i expect a small person to respond to the work on the preview night by attempting to sit on part of the work. my investigation of possible futures had indeed manifested itself in my present actually in front of me. i was so pleased, and so relaxed and excited that it had happened. a very worried curator rushed over…i calmly said “leave it, it’s a possible future.”
upon a visit in the week, the storey of how my work was intervened with had become a storey of the man from the arts council kicking my work, and the invigilator in question, told me that as a fact. i laughed. the same invigilator told me that the work had been repaired, as it had to be that way, it was better for the aesthetics. seems a possible futures for the work in the gallery is to be compelled to be compliant because that’s the way that it has to be because the gallery needs it to be so. what ever happened to someone talking to me, the person responsible for making the work to ask me what i want? i didn’t expect a possible futures for the piece like this, however i am finding it fascinating that it is occurring.
more on that storey as it occurs. please feel free to ask for more details. i have a mobile phone equipped reporter dispatched to record the developments.
in other news…
stories of a sacking turn out to be incorrect. the long serving worker was deemed to be working for a department that was no longer required as a department, so the department was reformed. the said long serving worker was then working for a newly made department that subsequently was deemed unnecessary and so the newly appointed worker in the new department that didn’t exist any more was redundant, as there was no new department any more.
and finally the weather.
the fine weather will turn cloudy with possible storms on the horizon.
