It's the 4th morning this week that I've stepped out of the house and found myself in a gale. I can see though that the wind is settling and I hope today will be a calmer affair.
We watched Tom Ford's 'A Single Man' last night. Not exactly the Worker's cup of tea but very moving and beautifully made. Like 'Mad Men' it had an authentically nostalgic feel and (as you'd expect from TF) an incredible attention to detail on costume and set. I'm never quite sure about Colin Firth (sorry) but he was quite brilliant. I hope he makes more like this and less like 'Love Actually' (although I always cry at that bit when Emma Thompson finds out about nasty husband's infidelity and smooths down the sheets before she pulls herself together).
Anyway...I digress. We had our 'group crit' yesterday. It was a bit like being in a gale. There's a lot of diversity in our small group in terms of work and approach. One minute we were looking at beautifully textured landscape paintings, the next we were contemplating wire 'growing' from the installation room. There was lots of talk and lots of discussion until the group came to my space. I have two sets of work going on - random sketchbook 'experiments' and a more considered project, examining collections and how the ordinary can be made extraordinary. There's not a lot of drawing going on.
The only people who spoke were one of the other students and the tutor. I welcomed the howling wind subsiding but I'm not sure I wanted to hear such peace and quiet yesterday afternoon.