This week, quite out of the blue I’ve found a new place to work from January. It will be such a different set up from the one I’ve been in for four and a half years now. The most drastic difference will be that I will no longer be part of a studio group. It is a converted out building in a village 10mins from where I live. It is quite lovely, a perfect size and most importantly affordable. My own space… it is going to be so strange and I don’t have a clue how I’m going to find the experience of working alone. Part of me is excited about not having distractions, having complete control over my time and place and being away from the politics but the flip side of course, being isolated is worrying. I’m thinking the situation may suit me well while I’m at Wimbledon 2 days a week with plenty of opportunity for discussion and debate, but beyond the course, I’m sure I will feel the need to be working around other artists again.
The course is getting busy. Every week another few things go in the diary and my writing has got increasingly tiny, migrating up the side of the page to fit it all in.
I had my first crit on Thursday. I showed 3 video clips. I never would of believed that I would be showing video work especially so early on in this course but things are changing fast. Ideas are multiplying and expanding with every working day. I am thinking hard everyday, waking up to the ideas and struggling to put them to bed at night. The reaction to the work was generous and encouraging, nothing to cut me down. No attack. I couldn’t believe how much I enjoyed listening to peoples comments. It was a very valuable experience and the criticism was really helpful.
Next week, another one to one tutorial with a different tutor. Right, getting in to the swing of it now, I think.
With so much to take in, just trying to be sponge-like… oh my poor brain.
