Well today, I attacked my room with poly-filla as you can see from the action shots to the right. What a laborious task it was too. I didn’t realize quite how many holes and cracks there were in the walls.
I ended up spending a good hour and a half filling and sanding. The plasterboard panels at either end of the room had cracks all around them so they had to be filled, there was also some holes in the ceiling that were filled.
As time went on in the space it started to get to me in a strange way. It made me feel very depressed and caged in. it felt almost prison like. I suppose I could link this to abusive relationships, you cannot escape from. It also made me think about the show and how this feeling could be amplified when surrounded by the traps. As a result of the crushing feeling the room was giving me I decided to call it a day and finish the last bits of sanding tomorrow.
Tomorrow I’m faced with the very daunting task of painting the whole room white. Not just the walls but also the ceiling as it is very patchy and with it being such a small space I feel its lack of paint could be noticeable.
