Bedtime.
7.45
Woken up.
8.30
Get up. Tea.
9.15
Leave house.
10.00 (ish)
Pain au chocolat for breakfast.
12.24pm
Steely dan and pork sandwich for lunch. The computer won't play any music. 3 cubes down by lunch. Managed to 'rescue' the worst constructed to a degree. Working my hands off. The soliloquy from hamlet is on my mind big time today, ignoring other aspects of people. A day in today solitude is really very good for the brain. The bullshit drifts out after the first few hours and then the blank calm comes in quite comfortably. It's quite nice really. Also been thinking about what the pope said about relativism. The problem is that people prejudice themselves against intelligent philosophical comment based on the speaker. If hitler said anything of great philosophical significance it would still be valid regardless of his actions. There is much in the writings of religious texts of a philosophical importance, there is much to be garnered from all thoughts on culture and philosophy and prejudice against organisations and individuals is a total irrelevance. I also thought about which cheese I like most. That passage of thought was inconclusive.
14.23
After completing the fourth cube I was drunk on power, the positivity of the beach boys and had some end slabs that would have been reclaim so I made a tea foot. It's a tea pot in the shape of a foot. I made a lot of mess which I subsequently cleared up. It was a lot of fun but I suspect it will explode in the kiln. Despite my efforts to do it properly. But there are rules for clay that I still don't fully understand. Obviously that concept is not just applicable to clay.
15.12
I am tired out. Colouring dust piggies now.
16.31
Intellectual level is peaking now at the idea of if I dropped a bit of nasal treasure on the studio floor whether it would move around like tumble weed picking up more and more clay dust until it is a huge solid ball. I blame colouring dust piggies. Drank some fanta.
16.38
Contemplate trying to go to sleep in the studio.
17.08
Now coloured 14 dust piggies. The involved kind with loads of stuff going on.
17.15
Extraction.
- Posted from the roving mike of destiny.
