Day 6 - i should rename this entries

So yesterday was the first usefull day since, I don't know probably last post (I don't remember if that was usefull either).

I worked on my bed.

Because I cannot get a collaboration out of my head and so I imagined that particular setting, and I as working on my bed.

So I jumped on my bed, opened the curtains, put my feet on the wall and gazed at the passing clouds.

It was beautifull.

A friend borrowed me a book about inspiration, so I looked through it.

I watched interviews on youtube.

And I even got more books on my bed so I could look through them.

Also the ones borrowed from the library.

I wrote alot. And took notes. And sketched.

It was a wonderfull day.

The sky was blue and the clouds where passing super quickly because it was freaking windy outside, and yet I was sweating as a pig because my neighbours turned on the heater very high.

When I turned it off it was very cold.

Balance is a skill to master.

I am exited about Norway.

But more exited about the plans I have before I move there.

day 4 - fucking hell

I started at 11. But I could only REALLY start at 15.

(happened a few days earlier, but I forgot about it)

Day 3 - not doing a damn thing, but I did quite alot, distractions! Let's call this one distractions under the sunlight (instead of moonlight, it's a joke)

Today I am working outside.
When I went to the market I noticed the beautifull weather. I tried to work indoors.
It didn't work.

It felt like death.

And it was, our mouse was dying in the corner, at thye entrance of our workspace.
So I left, and went outside.

It is warm, there is no wifi.
I am sitting near the water, there is a soft wind. The sun is blinding me.
There is someone playing the clarinet. It's so fancy, as if I am sitting at a café, drinking beautifull coffee. This couldn't be further from the truth, I am sitting crossleged on a bank and my foot is asleep. A woman us crying, I'm not going to look, but new she is laughing, crying, talking normal.

Moodswings.

Back to work.
I hear citysounds. I don't care, the clarinet is playing and the wind is keeping the right side of my face from burning.
A couple walks by, holding hands.
Back to crypting my message.
I think I can focus, but I enjoy this distractions.
It is nice to work in different spaces. There are, so far, always new inspirations in different spaces.
Also I feel like a diarist, yeah! Even though my language is poor.

I don't care.

The clarinet is noew playing that sexy song from the 90's.
Or maybe it is a saxophone.

Who knows,
who cares.

Day 2 - good things happenend by acident

I was not planning on having studio time today, but my appointment is late, this is a good opportunity to have some quiet time.

I didnt think about it, but now since I organised my schedule, red my e-mail up to today and made a new list of actions, there was a realisation of this... Time!

I am sitting in the cafeteria, because this is a nice place to meet pleople. Last week I felt lonely I think, now people walk by, some of them I know so they greet me. This is something graduated artists complain about: that they are alone and locked in their own studio space.

Sitting here is accually very nice for being social.

A down side to this moment, is that I found myself bored. Let me explain this further. Since I noticed this quiet time was accually a studio moment, I wanted to work more. But all I have is my iPad, and dummy. My current instalation work is downstairs and my homework for tomorow in my harddrive (wich does not fit in my iPad, Apple please fix this now your products are useless).

Maybe it is ok to have some time appart. I could work on some poetry/words. 

In a way I am making myself usefull by writting this post as well. So there is another goal acomplished.

I hope my writting is getting a bit better, at least I am getting a bit more confortable about it.

See you next time.

Day 1 - Studio experiment

So, the idea is to try out this new flexible workspaces.

I did not think this was a good idea at the beginning, but then I spoke to a tutor and he did explain it in another way that I decided to give this concept a go.

I think what I like about this idea, is that I have the freedom to work in placed I would normaly not dare to. But I am also tired of my own studio at the academy.

We have a shared space in the basement. 

I like the idea that it is shared, but we are in the basement. No windows, no fresh air and it is very dusty, you can accually see dus fall down on our heads.

Last week I reserved a space.

Today is my first day in a flexible workspace.

This morning I already hated the idea. I got here and went to ask for the key, but the space is just open. I don't feel secure. I was planning to leave my jacket here so I could meet the teacher I had an appointment with. So, it is open for everyone to take my stuff.

Good thing was, that there is a computer. That is the reason why I decided to write this on the blog.

Bad thing: I need to pee and cannot leave my stuff here, so it is awkward now.

Good thing: I am extremely productive!

I have some music to keep the high spirit, I am working on my project and communicating with a classmate to continue our project.

Bad thing: I am still in a basement with other people's noise on the background.

Good thing: there is a door, so I can still enjoy my music without damaging my ears even more.

Sofar I think I will give it a go for a few days.

I do notice I banished one of my initial idea's: in the studio I prepared a bag with materials to bring here while I am working. It contains paint, paper, pens. But this morning I didn't feel like it was nessecary to pick up. 

I am siting here with a computer, a book I brought from home (with I am getting inspired by), dummy and one pen.

This is all I need to have studio time. Possibly the computer replaced the usual materials, since now I am working on words and not on images.

Until next time!