Sunday, June 14, 2015

Hey Internet

It's been about three years, I hope you are doing well.

I woke up this morning feeling tired, and a little bit ratty from too much travel and work. But I had the strange urge to write a blog post, (maybe it is some strange old survival instinct kicking in.. or vanity, or both). I remembered this old blog I used to write. Looking back over some of my old posts made me want to pour a little bit of bleach my eyes . It's the same sensation as hearing an old recording of your voice, it never sounds like you think it sounds.

I figured rather than try and post everything that has happened over the last few years I would you post a small and intimate thought.

Here goes:


I still work in the arts, I still organise, make and curate art. I have done this in a grown up environment for more than half of my life. Art is hard (in my experience) because it pushes you, demanding something from you before it will offer any reward and it reserves the right to fail (and start again).

How many times have you wished you could let something fail and start again?

(Image taken from a recent (successful) collaborative work The 404th wall)

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