I thought I had finished but I hadn’t. Serves me right for being complacent. Getting organised and getting the work hung nice and early is great. But it is a double edged sword, as it also gives you time to reflect and make last minute changes. I had been very conscious of the fact that I am hanging my work in the middle of a thoroughfare, access to fire exits and such have to be maintained. I am also very conscious in this beautiful building, that I am privileged to be able to string things from it. All this caution was preventing me from seeing what the point was. Putting up as few wires as possible from these stone pillars (cushioned, to stop the metal biting into the stone) and maintaining a path to the exit, had all my “babies” snuggled up one end of the space. It was possible to mingle with them, but only if you were brave. So a change was made. Another wire was hung, so they could be spaced out a bit more, so now it is not only possible to mingle, but you have to mingle to get across the space. There is room between them to crouch down and look them in the space where their eyes would be if they had them. There is also space to race to the fire exit if needs be!
Also, in this final self appraisal, you want to say it all don’t you? On 2 pieces of A4, in 10pts? Tricky. There’s also the balance between the description of what you’ve done since last time, and the critical-without-negativity thing that I’m not sure I’m very good at. I’m never too sure if I should be stating-the-bleeding-obvious, or leaving it out.
I now think I’ve done all I can (even though I thought that last week too). But I do find myself just wanting to be in the building. These “babies” are mine, and I feel neglectful leaving them there. I cannot fight the compulsion to implore the security man “Please look after them while I’m gone” as I leave.
I’m starting to mourn the end of the course. What an amazing two years I’ve had there!
