20th February

Had a lecture in the morning where people gave presentations on their practice in context. It was quite interesting and I realised my practice is quite different from other peoples. Not quit so specific but more general. Not quite sure if this is because it is informed by more things or that Im just not as clever.

Worked the rest of the day in the casting room on the last part of the fibreglass mould. Just got it completed in time for the end of the day. Not sure how good a job I did, will find out tomorrow.

Went home, then to the pub where I made notes on my project and tried to make some kind of plans for the future in respect of time scale. Realised all was hopeless until I get an answer from Gateway Church this Friday about the St Marks venue.

21st February
Spent the day in the casting room breaking off the mould and cleaning it up. Thank god it worked and nearly perfectly too. Only one small break almost unnoticeable, some air pockets but nothing life threatening. Pulled off quite a lot of plaster though. Will have to guard against this when casting.

I am in some kind of desperation about this project; the piece that works the best is in fact not progressing because of the equipment failure. I must resolve this before to long. Economy of means rings out like a bell.

Went to work and the discussion was about the janitor and his inability to live in the real world. The council boss has found out he is lying about his dead wife, you know the one he is redecorating with this weekend. Fucking nut job.

Penny has had boy number 4 and called him Theo. Still, Liverpool beat Barca.