Suddenly there is loads on. Hooray...
Thoughts for work...
Layers of accumulation...unearthing the past...archeology...the story of the lives of others.
Building on what has gone before.
From the radio..." The flimsy architecture of refugee existence".
Laser -cutting with Nadia.
The image appearing is a million miles from my drawing.
The laser sharp image mapped out on to the glass...an archipelago of tiny marks. The electronic sound of image making, the random "sung " notes of the cutter.
A talk with Kezia about a title for the exhibition...Reference to maps...the specifics of being in Luton... Luton grid reference?
...And finally the bliss of making a colour and painting...this time.
As I'm leaving a useful conversation with Rebecca and Slawa.
At last some insight into the extraordinary absence of students...and the different and unfamiliar approach to studying art of students.
It crosses my mind after that maybe in the days when we were blessed with grants it was the students who were answerable to "money's worth" questions. Now, as it is the students "paying" the establishment the tables are turned.