into the third year and a good time to be in banking.
two days back into the third year and already i've got to 20:30 and tiredness hitting, has taken me 10 minutes to work out how to post a post.
with my learning difficulty now known about and understood, the early days of semester are not as scarey and stressful as all the others-phew. modules outlines beginning to be understood, initial crit/tutorial/catch up this afternoon, was enjoyable and actually rather good to do. had summer work looked at and smiles and nods and yups, so that was nice.
this evening I've managed to eat and watch the news while waiting for berger. The rescue of the banking collapse in the land that if it was a child would be a small spoilt child – whoops america, is a little like waiting for presentation dates to be confirmed, obviously i had to mention the bank in this blog and i did have to laugh as the banking community go through the motions on mainstream mass media, with the seemingly impossible question of what next being bandied about and seemingly things being picked out of the air. if it goes to plan the amero will be rolled out and america will be helped out by neighbours north and south, that is of course totally anecdotal and in no way was a lama hurt even though i did forget about the lama either.
experimentation continues as does attempting to paint radiators
two days to go to enrollment, brake shoes of smaller diameter, radiators of frustrating painting, this mature student thing is tough.
i continue to experiment, it's play just a little more serious as i now have a topic on which the playing surrounds. the summer is coming to an end, another phase of evolution about to happen. i certainly take umbridge with the mainstream insurer claiming as change happens, it;s evolution i say, change is premeditated, thought about and talked about before implimentation and once the implimentation has occurred, a period of further discussion to settle stuff into what it's become.hence so called change with no prior discussion is not change, simply evolution, in which case there are people evolving other people's lives, why oh why do the other peoples , as the french might say, "NON: nous somme ne happy pas"
onto the post office to post the parcel.
beginning of freshers week.
as journeys go, I could well have done with some public trasnport two years ago. Two years on, there is something tenable about how far I've come yet moved very little.
Am I excitable ? yes.
am i a fan of universal font ? yes.
the hubbub of new conversations and confused navigation is best viewed from the experiential position, well it is so that the experience was had. it is important to have it, some things are necessary to remain the way they always have been. some others though are best questioned, challenged and alternative arrangements made.
ilearnt yesterday that one of the course lecturers has left for a personal betterment, that's good, we all need to do that. the departure will have little impact on myself, the course has been evolving for the whole time i've been there. observing will of course give way to work soon. work is what it's about. i am doing research and abstraction, i don't always want to share it, that showing one's hand is still a game i'm learning to play.
i'll buy new note books to write in, new pens and pencils, renew my libary books and look forward to enrollment. for here, this week the state of education will be re – entered, re – engaged, it's exciting, the path spread in front of me and i still have to lay it, tap it and place a juddery foot upon.
welcome back.
quiche and aftenoon cup of tea.
oh the wonders of food, I still forget that if I don't eat I feel awful and the whole thing starts to close in on me. As it's Friday, not a lot in the house, my hunter gatherer thing is so easy these days thanks to the internal combustion engine and some bloke's legacy to do with mass food shopping. Still there's always room for new adventures. Take this sfternoon for example, there I am in the queue, miles away and the lady in front of me starts a discussion with the check it out lady about plastic carrier bags. Well exactually the lack of carrier bags as of the first of october. There's quite a panic and worry about the news, the lady uses the bags for all sorts of things. As I have nothing better to do at the time, I obviously join in. The lady is in good humour and the conversation continues to my turn at retail therapy. Obviously I have the check it out lady to myself so steer the conversation around to a philosphical bent, feeding back to her that I see change as a three part process and tradtionally 'we' jump in at stage 2 and then wonder why 'change' is so slow to be accepted. I went on, if the reasons why we were doing something different were explained, ie stage 1 of change, unlocking that that we need to change were explained and understood and accepted, then stage 2, the actual change would be less painful, more sustainable and thus making the third part of the process, locking back down the change reaaly easy and acceptable. Obviously at this point I think of the third year photo student I heard talking(i was in my first year), the photo student saying "you obviously only put in your third best image for assessment". The notion of if you think you have something really good, you hold it to yourself, so no one else can steal it. Does get to the point where doing that, you portray a third class version of yourself to the world. I'm attempting to be braver these days. I'll let you know how it goes.
cups of tea and jaffa cakes.
had a good day yesterday, did some editing, visit to the library, ordered some books on line. Today, slower, then it always was going to be, I used to get really worried about these contrasting times, now I see it as all part of the overall practice. I realise I can't do everythign in a day, and in fact what is the benefit of doing that. I know there are people whose life is spent working to everyday is that full on.
There is benefit is taking each day, slowly working towards something that is just out of reach, and by it's very out of reach nature, it remains out of reach. Like that big branch of your favourite tree.
Still a week and a bit till enrollment. Still that limbo of summer/back in study. Still in that enjoyment/oh no i have to perform for the module outcome.
My work has a duality to it at the moment. One path the dissertation research, the other the sea. Oh no, that was a summer project crashing in. The other being the development of my own visual language. A theorectical path and a practical path. Two paths, I hope the slabs are all even and without floor or unevenness. Oh hang on, uneven ness ness makes for a more interesting journey as there is more interaction to be done to get to the eventual end.
more jaffa cakes, i am way too low blood sugar.
