8.45 am. I set up tutorials for the week to come and, while my iMac struggled (uncharacteristically) to install updates, I cleared my worktops of accumulated paperwork and redundant pieces of equipment, and listed my current and forthcoming research projects. I can no more prioritise projects that are intimately related to, and dependent upon, each other than ask the planets to orbit the sun one at a time. 10.40 am. Off to the School to conduct, with Dr Pierse, a BA Fine Art interview.

It’s been heartening to hear news of several former BA Fine Art student doing well in the professional world at a competitive level: Helen Blake and BP Portrait Award hardy annual, Edward Sutcliffe.

11.30 am. A walk to town via Park Avenue (looking like a Parisienne boulevard on such a day as this) …

… past the recently refurbished Art Deco building (formerly Burton’s Store)  …

… and into the shops to replenish my stationary. 12.30 pm. I rejuvenated my set of propelling pencils and finalised my real-world desktops. These are not deferral activities. All things that need to be done have to be done at sometime.

2.00 pm. I worked through my list of projects, examining each one in turn and in rotation. The more I did so, the more they interconnected — in my mind at least — and the more each one moved forward it its direction:

Henceforth, a foundation and a timetable for each will need to be established.

6.20 pm. Further ironing; further Star Trek films. 7.15 pm. I committed myself to pruning, deleting, renaming, relocating, and otherwise reordering the subfolders of my art practice and art history folders. As one’s mind becomes clearer about certain matters, then certain other matters require further clarification.