Chaos increases in February. Early in this month, I handed in the thesis, so now it was all systems go for the Degree Show. From the photos, it looks as if I was opening boxes, rooting to find what I had without much system.
What's interesting as I write this in August 2011 is to look at these boxes and bags, and to not have the remotest idea of what might have been in them. Maybe this project is about forgetting as well as about memory.
In the next two pictures, the piano is still arranged as it was when we brought the items down, six months prior to this picture being taken. That was about to change.
If you look carefully, you will see the batons have been installed around the edge of the ceiling, with hooks at the ready for whatever I might decide to hang on them.
I wonder what this box labelled 'Paint and Art' contained at this point. I'm pretty sure it wasn't paint or art.
The whole room wasn't full at this stage, as some empty carpet can be seen under the vacuum.
High above the bookshelves (now packed with lots of 'stuff' besides books, you can see the set of glass tables. It's been so long since we used them I have almost forgotten what they look like!
Then in late February, I recorded the items I had used in the performance MEMORIAL to mark the 30th anniversary of my mother's death.
Re-visiting this piece, I am surprised at how neat and precise the work is - not like the way I later bundled things together, whatever way they happened to turn out.
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