I am making a tentative return to blogging, with the realisation that unemployment has given me a distinct lack of structure or purpose in my life.
In actual fact that's what's great about not having to work, the ridiculous freedom, not just in terms of time but also being able to think and live without work-related anxiety lingering at the back of your mind.
I love working, but I'd been at my job so long it had started to destroy any remnants of creativity I have left. Besides I'm pretty sure 80 or 90 percent of anxious or depressed thought comes from work and its elevated status in people's lives.
Went to see Psycho Buildings yesterday at the Hayward Gallery. I always approach site-specific, interactive, installation art with an open mind, but nothing could have prepared me for a real lake full of wooden boats constructed on the roof of the gallery, or for a transparent, spherical dome with a platform suspended by air pressure. It's a beautifully architectural exhibition, combining structure with beauty, and also pushing the boundaries of large scale installations, these weren't sculptures, they were palaces and islands and grandstands. You viewed them as an insider not an outsider.
I've been sleeping and thinking alot recently. I think walking around inside a huge construction made out of tissue paper and wire mesh was exactly what I needed to give me a little bit of perspective.
