Jelle invited me to visit his painting class today and suggested that
I could stop in on the other studios too. All the lecturers knew about
my wish to perform in their classes this week but no others have
arranged for me to do so.  Interestingly, the art students looked
quite embarrassed when I asked if anyone could photograph me on the
lawn. I wonder to myself how they will ever stand behind their art
when they  do not dare to ’stand out’ so innocuously in front of their
peers…..

An excerpt of a conversation with Philip.

8:48 PM Philip: how did the setup go?
me: Well…it looked pretty touch and go when I arrived but came
together just fine.
8:49 PM I will sent pics…
Philip: yay
8:51 PM me: When its all said and done, it is afterall a corridor…so
I was really happy to hear the ‘director’ say it is now transformed.
8:52 PM I have tomorrow to put the catalogue together if I do not do it tonight
Philip: ahh
so plenty to do still
8:54 PM me: not really…most of it is there in one form already
Philip: wow!
that looks good!
me: Thanks!
8:57 PM The celestial inversions book looks great in the glass cases
Philip: it does
me: I laid out the half aprons for colour and put out each
page…people have been reading it..actually and laughing
8:58 PM Philip: lol
having them spread out like that makes it a little more bite-sized
for ppl to read i think
8:59 PM me: Yes and makes them seem special
which is funny because we wanted them to be touchable…??? and ordinary
9:02 PM the bags of wood are labeled ‘HOUSE KIT LOT: 1953 EX/ ENG’
to represent the first homes the immigrants to here lived in…There
are about 40 different nations represented here
Philip: very clever
a good way to get use without unpacking it even
9:03 PM me: yes they even look travelled hahahha

Today I cleared Studio 12. I heard again that it wasn’t the ideal
studio and no one wanted it. It was just the thing for me. It worked
for me and it did so wonderfully.

The clean up came after a few last offerings from the collected
pieces. Each image sets itself sharply into focus on my writable
tablet. I had a good chat with an artist I had tried to spend time
with since I met her on the first day. we sat on the green bench top
as the last event before I took everything down. I was glad that I
could effect this process on my own, allowing the space the graceful
exit it deserved.