Not sure what I have to say today other than as usual everything goes to pieces over any holiday period. I don’t know why I even try to do anything as I just end up getting extra frustrated when plans are scuppered once again.
Two things happened today. Seeing some friends who we haven’t seen for a couple of years I was asked how I practised my art. I have never been asked this exact wording before and in the moment I was confused – images of my daughter practising scales on the piano flashed before me – how dare he, I thought, I am not practising – I’m a proffessional!
Secondly sitting on the shelf, my luridly (and beautifully) coloured Pipilotti Rist book caught their eyes – I remembered – I want to do some projection and sound pieces – how could I have forgotten?
