Scanning and the apocalypse
16 October 2017
Good day today. Finally got to a scanner and managed to scan the whole sketchbook sat in a room full of architecture students all busy creating incredible visions. I often feel humbled by architects – clearly they have all the skills that artists do, but then they can design houses, too.
Jess popped in to my room and we chatted about the exhibition, too. She’s incredibly enthusiastic about it, which is wonderful, as it’s been feeling like a weight around my neck. I really want to have one, that’s not the point, it’s the logistics, and the feeling of having to fit the work to a venue, which means self-editing at this early stage. I often do that, and I really want to make myself explore different ideas this time.
Outside is a strange atmosphere: the sky is overcast with a deathly orange glow, very post-apocalyptic. Ireland is getting battered by Hurricane Ophelia (ex-Ophelia) and the wind is whipping leaves around the deck of my ‘ship’ and flicking them into the 5cm gap I’ve opened in the window. It’s apparently nearly 20 degrees C outside, and the radiator is still on here. Reading Oryx and Crake – it feels fitting at the moment.