9.00 am. The second day. Mr Garrett attended to setting up the TV screens, while I tried to bring some semblance of neatness to the sprawl of audio and electrical cabling coming from all four corners of the gallery:

10.30 pm. A glitch in measuring the distance between the TV monitors presented a solution to the installation that I would not have conceived ordinarily. Again, our mistakes may prove to be covert friends. Moreover, placing an idea in an extreme position (which this error of judgement did, by accident) can lead to more satisfying and appropriate solutions. Habitually, we think within boundaries. Sometimes failure pushes us beyond them.

On the way home to lunch: What? A numerologist would have a field day:

2.00 pm. Visiting Day. I and an MA student, interviewed one joint-honours applicant. She wants to teach art. And Wales desperately needs committed teachers of the subject, who can also practice the subject well.

2.30 pm. I conceived of a method of Velcro-ing the cable tight to the wall. This is as good a ‘tidying job’ as can be done under the circumstances. The galleries of the future will need underfloor conduit, if sound art remains a vital force. All my endeavours are going to plan and on time. By 4.30 pm, the final works were hung on the wall, and the TVs tested. (They are now so close to one another that a single remote can operate them all simultaneously. This has a downside too, as I’ll no doubt discover tomorrow.) And, tomorrow, I must put the sound system through its paces. (If anything is going to go wrong … this is it.) And tomorrow, I’ll need to caption and QR code the works:

7.00 pm. An evening with the family celebrating a birthday and watching a film. (A welcome respite.) 9.20 pm. Back into the studio to prepare paper and boards for the verso section of ‘The Floating Bible’. (An end is in sight.) This will be laid on the floor once the gallery is cleared of furniture.