over the past few days it all feels like my life has been about rooms and change. hanging the MA Book Art show back in the main building on Peckham rd has been interesting – returning to where i first worked at Camberwell and yet it’s the end of my connection to these students. there is some excellent work this year, as ever full of material investigation underpinned with rigorous theoretical thinking. i stayed with old friends who are moving after living in their house for a very long time – initially the last night in the empty house appeared to be about memories and loss but as the removal men carried out their boxes of possessions on the morning i was staying the space evolved - before my eyes the home transformed into a house then just a number of rooms and the possibility embedded within the future became the overriding emotion
