8.00 am. I scanned my inbox at home and walked to the School. Autumn is a very present season, when it finally arrives. The chill-air cuts beneath the surface of the skin. Another, large-scale set up for the Art/Sound module, but now in half the time it took on the first occasion. The midi-keyboard(s), programmed with a less than convincing monastic-choir setting:

The lecture went over time by 5 minutes. So, while well within tolerable limits, it suggests that certain adjustments need to be made. The Vocational Practice group have found their voice already. In spite of the group’s size (twice that of last year’s cohort), it has an intimacy and internal coherence without which that number would otherwise seem cumbersome and unwieldy.

After lunch, I filed away the last two week’s lesson materials, updated registers, and held two PhD tutorials. The common theme was structure. It’s undoubtedly the hardest aspect of creative practice (be that writing or image making). Together, we gained insight into the overall construction of both projects. At some point during the afternoon, my web server went down:

The reason:

A nightmare! But the company always inspires confidence.

In the evening, I pushed on with the PowerPoint accompaniment for the the Art/Sound workshop and processing files for Matt. 20.23.