I’m at home recovering from a small operation. Yesterday I dropped off my application for the Mark Tanner Sculpture Award. Going over to the east end was a bit much so I’m going to take it very easy today. I’m not very good at ‘resting’.
I’ve got a stack of art magazine that I can catch-up on. Flipping through the latest Frieze (it was last through the door so top of the pile) reminds me that it’s that Venice time again. I can hardly believe that it was two years ago that I was there – so much has happened since then. Can I seriously measure my life in biennales?
Before I went to Venice I thought it would be a one off trip – a treat I could allow myself because of my inclusion in Pilot 3. Now I think that going to Venice, and other biennales, is an essential part of being the kind of artist I want to be. Not only that – it is FUN!
So, what kind of artist do I want to be?
Or perhaps I’m really asking what kind of person do I want to be …
This isn’t the place to go in to that.
In fact I think the kind of person I want to be is the kind of person that simply get on with things rather than analysing everything …
