January 13, 2015

The pain that drains like an endless day of rain (Pete Sinfield, The Song of the Sea Goat):


9.00 am. Matt. 20.18 underway. A moderate-sized verse. I was engaged it (along with a palette of other assessment related tasks) until 10.30 am. 11.05 am. I complete my only feedback tutorial assessment of the day. Then — a walk to town to purchase materials for mounting and framing.

1.30 pm. After an early lunch, I set up one of the seminar rooms in readiness for the afternoon’s third year Research and Process in Practice presentations:


Two of our MA Fine Art contingent observed and assisted in the final reckoning. Their contribution was much valued. The presenters acquitted themselves well. 5.00 pm. I dispatched marks to the module co-ordinator.

7.30 pm. An evening of caption preparation. It’s slow, meticulous work. There are so many ways in which inconsistencies can slip in. 9.00 pm. Hail crackled like a firework on the Velux windows at the top of the house. Snow may fall.

Previous Post
January 12, 2014
Next Post
January 14, 2015