I am a feeling a little inert, probably because there are a number of things to wrap up this month. I have my first Contextual Studies-type lecture to give to BA students in January, the Writing for Practice Forum to fully take responsibility for, a contribution to propose for the next issue of Phenomenology and … Continue reading 2020 December: Wrapping Up
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2019 May: Acknowledgement and Rejection
Tom Cardew and I are awarded the Golden Aesop Grand Prix in Contemporary Art at the Gabrovo Biennial of Humor and Satire, Gabrovo. 2019. Ah, I feel giddy. Today I wanted to throw myself back into work, after coming home from Wales, and anticipating going to Bulgaria next week. But I feel too hyperactive, as … Continue reading 2019 May: Acknowledgement and Rejection
2019 April: Giddily Ineffectual
I may want to try structuring my day more. At home, I feel the day goes on governed by my human weaknesses, and growing timidness to face things. How to organise myself though? How specifically should I compartmentalise my time? I’ve tried to categorise the types of work I need to do and timetable them, … Continue reading 2019 April: Giddily Ineffectual
2017 November: Fake Storytelling
Week 1 Struggles My psychological turmoil is only worsening I’m afraid, and totally eclipsing any sort of idea of ‘work’; I scarcely know what that word means anymore. Where I find I am now incapable of doing even certain simple tasks without breaking down, there are still some circumstances in which I can learn something … Continue reading 2017 November: Fake Storytelling
2017 October: Being Daring by Accident
Practice Event 2017 (MA interim group exhibition): Ghost Writing “Here K moonlights as a novelist. In her novel she is tethering out of the text a being; some sort of agent. Think of the novel then as a sort of textual artificial intelligence incubator, where she is cooking up a person. As with any … Continue reading 2017 October: Being Daring by Accident
2017 August: Resisting the Dissipation of Energy
Anomaline I am at a comforting impasse with Meredith (novel). Something like the top of a hyperbole, where, after following a tangent for some time now with the book (basically just writing out images I found titillating without quite reasoning their trajectory), certain attractors inherent in what is already committed to the journey so far, … Continue reading 2017 August: Resisting the Dissipation of Energy
2017 July: Reading Huysmans and Woolf
I have felt a little lost. Although my novel is the singular goal I set myself for the time ahead, now that I am free from the supposed obstacles that preoccupied much of my first year in the MA, I still find it hard to write it very often. I wondered that this may be … Continue reading 2017 July: Reading Huysmans and Woolf
2016 September: Curtailing the Crypt
So nothing much was happening with my art practice this month. It would seem that I had forgotten there were such a thing as the “art world”, and all I knew to do was do my work as an usher at a theatre, work in a way I am not used to, work at something … Continue reading 2016 September: Curtailing the Crypt
2016 August: Clutter Mind
I don’t feel especially confident with my August update and am somewhat reluctant to write. I haven’t made much art. I’ve been miraculously pragmatic and clever with my finances and career planning. I’ve been going to interviews for positions that promise interesting and relevant teaching experience for the qualifications I have thus far acquired. I’ve … Continue reading 2016 August: Clutter Mind
2015 November: Home Affairs
Already this term I have expanded my networks a lot more, just by being more proactive about organising events at uni or asking my fellow students to help me. I have been very shy and rather avoided the idea of working close to people, with the exception of the show I did with T in … Continue reading 2015 November: Home Affairs