Cunts

Yeah, so the gig on Saturday was okay, but I'm annoyed with myself for organising it badly. I think most people enjoyed it, mostly. I got taken outside on the next day to be told in no uncertain terms how badly I'd organised it. I didn't enjoy that very much.

I've just been to a fourth year painting show. Only one of the other third years showed up. Pretty piss poor I reckon.

I've had my mark back for 40% of my studio paper. This is the paper that's half of a full-time course. I got a good mark and some amusing comments, including 'I am now CONVINCED that you use painting as a conduit or foil to other ideas. But have you exhausted the jokes on this?'

No, no I fucking haven't.