Beginning a new era

This is me, clambering over the installation sculpture Slice of Reality by Richard Wilson during Open House Weekend. In the distance are the glass towers of Canary Wharf. Is this an omen for a future of financial success as a glass artist? We'll see. I have done spectacularly well in my MA. Not that that means anything. But I have spent a week or so relaxing a bit and thinking about what I want to do over the next year. No quick conclusions.

And that's it

So here's the gate banging shut on my MA for the last time. But it's not the end. I'll be coming back as an alumnus (or should it be alumna?) to use the facilities and check in for advice. A very nice exchange with the chaps suggested a welcoming open door and a willingness to help in the future. And lots of positive comments on what I have achieved and done in the last two years. I needed that. So on my final day as a student, I departed with an upbeat feeling. Not a bang exactly; but not a whimper either.

Final Show: 'not with a bang, but a whimper'

I don't want to end on a negative note. And maybe there's some upbeat news to come. But it's no good pretending the Final Show was a culmination of two years of work and a fine way to 'go out'. As an occasion it felt to me to be a bit of a damp squib and as an exhibition I found it unimpressive. I've no good photos of my work and was bothered that my goblet wasn't on the higher plinth I had painted for it. It was too low on the ground. Also, all moved to the back of the gallery. Should I try a bit harder to look for positives? Well, let's let a few days pass.