Most of this past week has been spent in a bit of a tailspin but today I feel things may possibly, perhaps and hopefully be coming together…. A useful chat with the Building Manager, the Health and Safety man, the busy but happy to be able to help woodwork technician and the ever wonderful porter dissipated several clouds of doubt about my show space (which became a worry late last week when a new location was suggested for my work after I'd made plans for the first space, tested a technical run etc). The new space is large, will be more of a challenge to prepare and to execute my plans in but will make a positive difference to the visibility and ambition of the work.
Once I have the opportunity to speak to our overworked but hugely accommodating technician about the hardware I need to borrow and the logistics of its positioning in the new space, I may be free to panic simply about the sheer amount of work I have to do once my space is released rather than the unknown quantities relating to the roles of others with the power of veto…… I am not the only one to be feeling uneasy – how strange it is to have the sum total of three years work be dependent upon one final show!
Starting to consider the making side in earnest now – and hoping I have enough time before the assessments begin when preparing such a big space on my own may amount to the task of Sisyphus…. I'm also making applications to exhibit work after the degree show date – another odd feeling to be considering life after such a red letter event. Plate spinning is the way forwards.
