Pencils to the right of me, coffee to the left. Here I am. Stuck in the middle with a view. Of some rooftops.
Yesterday saw me ending my short-lived art teaching career at a certain high school. The pre-appointed appointment will be rocking up next week. Oh if only I had grabbed that job first. I was just filler. I had a great send off, though. A very nice, glowing little send off with my favourite treats. A couple good things have branched off of this experience, so those poor little kids at Unamed High School will not be seeing the last of me. Mwhahahahaha.
So here I am, looking at Edinburgh receiving a light shower. There is much work to be done in regards to an upcoming exhibition featuring work by Jimmy Steel and work by me. It’s been amazing watching the work develop from the mind and hands of my partner in the creative fight against ugly.
A number of years ago, I read a mediocre book (okay, there have been several mediocre books) where the main character and her friend had a cushy little set up in her home. She was an interior designer and her friend was a maker of cushions or home decorations of a comforting sort. I thought to myself: How lovely is that set up. Two creatives working together, chatting together, sharing ideas and working towards a goal. How flipping groovy would that be.
And here I am. Living that groovy set up. We play records, 6 Music or Spotify playlists. We make coffee with our friend Gaggia circa 80-something. Our studio mascots, Seal and Josey, lurk around our feet, thinking that every time we stand up from our chairs that it’s their cue a Walkie will soon take place. When I feel stuck or lack of direction, all I have to do is turn around in my chair and ask Jimmy to cast an eye over what I’ve done. And vice versa.
Anyway, I must get on with work for this next show. Jimmy is currently shaming me with his artistic output. His colourism is simply glowing. I shall take my inspiration from the palette and create pieces that complement what he has done.