We had the opening of the Slade degree show last night, and it was a great success. Lots of people turned out and response to my exhibit seemed good. Hello to you especially if you were there, and thank you for coming. It was an exciting but peculiar event, I didn’t really know what to feel a lot of the time, or what I should be doing. Sometimes if I saw an old friend I would pop over and chat, but if I saw a member of my class, I’d make a bee-line for them. We all felt a mixture of excitement, nerves, and sadness. It was like being the centre of attention, except people didn’t neccessarily recognise you. We had a piece of red string that linked my space to Julie Rafalski’s (she worked on the nth convention book). I saw one man flick through that book, notice the thread, and then see it become invisible as it stretched off across the room. As he did so he folded his arms and a broad satisfied smile emerged on his face. I’ll remember that.
This morning I feel a bit low, but I’m not worried about it. It makes sense to feel a bit of loss now that our class will have to disband and get on with our lives. I hope I won’t lose touch, and often I worry that now they are not obliged to hang around with me, they will not want to. I also seem to be the boy at the boarding school who has to stay there in the holidays because his parents live in Burma, as I’ll be writing my thesis these next couple of months, but the others will be gone. But I’m getting ahead of myself, I’ve got a lot of people to show round the exhibition, and there are a lot of really great things I want to study, and lots of good times yet to be had.
Our website is now finished, as you can see, thanks to the wonderful guys at sparks who designed it. This will make it much easier for you to order things.