After coming a "very close second" (again) I’ve decided to take notice of what’s happening and STOP applying for jobs! I’m obviously supposed to be an artist and not an employee – why has it taken me so long to work that out? So that’s few hours a week of trawling in the internet saved.
I’m really grateful to Caroline Smith for programming me into her Day of Intimacy (CP Artists, Signals 5). It’s re-introduced me to writers and performers. It feels like it might be the right time for me to re-engage with live art.
A crisis in John’s condition was narrowly avoided at the end of last week. He’s been losing weight rather rapidly but became dehydrated too. He was rushed in hospital and had a naso-gastric tube fitted. This means that he can get sufficent fluids and nourishment again.
It is any wonder that I’m getting more interested in ideas of beauty, getting more fascinated with materials, getting more attracted to connoisseurship . I need to believe there are things that aren’t tainted, aren’t spoiled, aren’t shadowed by misfortune.
After years of making art that tries so hard to be socially and culturally relevant I feel a shift…
