Sunday, 23 May 2010

shot to shit

My concentration span is TERRIBLE.

I'm trying to:
demonstrate my conceptual skills;
prove the quality of my finished work (but I guess that speaks for itself either way);
provide evidence of visual and intellectual enquiry related to finalised work, work in progress and research interests;
demonstrate awareness of the historical and theoretical context of my practice.

I am also trying to coax the cat through from the bedroom for some cat milk and cuddles but she's having NONE of it. In all fairness she isn't my cat and we don't often cuddle, only when I've fallen asleep and she has fallen asleep on my feet as they are on her side of the bed.

I know that I can tick all these boxes, I've been working on this all semester. I even enjoyed writing my dissertation. Well, parts of it. The parts when I wasn't hating it. Parts.

And I've just realised that I've written all my notes on the back of an unopened envelope of Michelles. But she'll forgive me. Maybe not when she realises it's in permanent marker and it has most likely bled through....
Sorry bella.....

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