In a strange way I got what I wanted, a very quick reply to a job opportunity. While the position wasn’t what I originally wanted I feel as though I won’t get any where in life if I am fussy and try and pick what help and opportunities I get from people.
Basically if I want help I have to take all of what is offered or none at all, and I see it in the same way for opportunities, until I can effectively read into the future I’ll keep jumping on as many opportunities that come my way as I can possibly manage.
For my placement I am working as an artists assistant, as far as I can tell all this means to me at the moment I do as I am told which doesn’t make it much different to any other job I have had.
Today I was sorting clothes out for the installation piece and stacking them into piles to be part of the arrangement. With so many second hand possessions around it feels kind of strange, all the things were precious to someone and as soon as they stopped being useful they were given the arse (given away). Some things there like the knitted scarves would have taken a lot of time and effort and for them just to end up as second hand shop merchandise is kinda sad.
Still it is better that they be passed on to charity with the potential to be used again then just put into the general garbage.
For the time being I have 3 full days of work Monday, Panic day and second panic day. In normal people terms that is Monday 10, Wednesday 12, Thursday 13 and a few more days later on to be decided possibly including gallery sitting and the de-installation.
Right now the exhibition is looking like a collection of second hand memories.
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