One of the central themes of the residency involves people’s reaction to situations that provoke frustration. There has been plenty of this throughout the last few weeks, and it seems that such an experience is woven onto the fabric of what I’m trying to do.
From the start, the welled oiled machine of industry I had proposed seemed to want to runs of its rails at every opportunity. I originally had the whole thing timetabled: projects formulated and feeding into each other, aims and objectives clear and achievable. That sort of thing. Whether it was naiveté, or lack of experience on my part, I couldn’t say, but it’s proven to be one of those ‘learning curve’ things. Things weren’t communicated, dates were wrong, rooms were double-booked. Fortunately, the organisations I’m working with have fixed everything, and I’d be sunk without them. Be nice to your sponsors.
At this point, it may also be useful to mention that this is the second time I’ve written this first entry.
I last wrote it on the 14th. Stuck pictures in, wrote another, stuck some more pictures in. Went to write a third, and the Wonderful World of Web decided to delete all previous entries. Don’t ask why. It just did. At the time of writing this, I have an empty blog. Help desk is on holiday. Hmmm.
Luckily, the second two were written on Word documents before being pasted in. It was only the first entry that I wrote straight in to the little box. But I’m rambling now. The concise and informative introduction that I had originally written has vanished in to a puff of cyber-smoke, and once again I’m left eating biscuits to avoid throwing things at the screen.
I think I’ll just leave it at that, with the warning to any who reads it to write any entries offline first, then paste them in. Not everyone may be lucky enough to have biscuits.
