The world is streaking past at light speed and I am dizzier than ever.
The weekend will be spent in London, with tomorrow night slated for the Nightingales show at the Spitz. I am looking forward to seeing them, and to seeing Rob Symmons in action with The Fallen Leaves, though I fear my mental state will be something approaching jelly. Oh dear. Apologies in advance to anyone to whom I make little sense. My head is making so many mistakes, forgetting too many things and being generally hopeless. I want to kick myself into some kind of sensible action, but it’s so difficult.
Then BETT on Saturday, at which I need to track down the best deal on Virtual Learning Environments, when all I really want to do is play with the new Mac’s and iLife 06 on the Apple stand. As for Sunday, maybe the Rousseau show at Tate Modern though I am no fan… and if possible on Saturday I ought also to try and see the Richard Long work at the Haunch of Venison gallery that Harvey recommended.
The Art and ICT workshop today was really good, but exhausting, and tomorrow promises to be more of the same. I was meant to be with the other team members at the hotel tonight but came home instead because the cat has been ill of late and we didn’t know if he might have to be taken into the vets again tonight. Thankfully he seems somewhat more settled, so no emergencies for the time being. It is nevertheless very stressful, especially on top of everything else at the moment. So emotional shutters are drawn tighter than ever. Indeed sometimes they feel so tight I wonder if they might break my bones and crush out all of my breath. Which is unduly melodramatically, but there you are. That’s me all over.
As it is, music manages to bear me through. The Oppenheimer record is a beacon of light in a dark and gloomy landscape and as such has taken on the form of some strange talisman of optimism. It really is that good, is that spine tinglingly special. And of course I’ve been playing those old Stars records, specifically the ones from around 2001 or so like the Nightsongs collection. The new records are fine of course, but I’m a hopeless romantic and those old ones have the seeds of so many sparks of wonder, they still make me shiver.
But now, I need to write reports. I need to prepare for Monday’s mentoring day. I need to pack. I need to sleep.
check out moodle stand in software village for a free vle?
russ
Posted by: Russell Dyas | January 13, 2006 at 10:04