Ah yes – a reasonable night of sleep results in a very full day of creativity.
Well, it all turned-out not quite as planned today. I was looking forward to attending a lecture by YBA Michael Landy at UCS, to hear what he has to say for himself. I’ve heard and seen some interesting things in relation to him.
My 5 year-old son ‘decided’ to inherit some form of pestilence from school again, only 4 weeks after his last – so I became the necessary parent today. He was fab, and really understands when I have a lot to do.
So today, I finished some art in relation to my Degree Show, some art for display in my gallery (which I was daft enough to open at this time!), some research in relation to my current project at uni, photographs of said artworks, chased a lot of artists (for info) who are taking part in the next exhibition at the gallery, promoted said exhibition etc. etc.
Very pleased to now be exhibiting art by artists who are studying at Norwich School of Art, along with many from University Campus Suffolk, and a lot of graduates from all over the place from down the years. Exciting stuff at The Freudian Sheep – which is very much set to take a back seat (a bit!) for me in the next few weeks whilst I concentrate on getting my Degree Show ‘6IX Souls’ project completed to my satisfaction.
Sadly, as life is unpredictable, there are likely to be a few ‘spanners in the works’ along the way; but blimey – I’m getting used to that.
Since I started the course, my teenaged daughter went to live back with her mother, my teenaged son came to live with us, then went back to his mother, my mother died (just at the end of last summer), and I got a bit older. My partner’s mother has recently been diagnosed with a terminal illness which may give her 6 months-2 years at most. Oh – and we set-up The Freudian Sheep as a gallery to help our creative pals to get a foot on a rung. And my partner got herself pretty unwell herself recently too! Phew!
Fortunately, art for me is and has always been about the difficulties of life. Whenever life goes too smoothly, I find it difficult to be creative. I must now be in a real seam of creative genius then, eh?
Perhaps …
Anyway, sorry for all that – but in order to understand why I do the art I do in the way that I do, you really do have to see that (despite all appearances) my life can be complicated.
It’s just a phase I’m going through.
