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20th April 2020

Lost in our changing reality and with newfound responsibilities towards friends, family and neighbours, I haven’t wanted to write in my journal for quite some time. As deeply as things carry meaning for me that foster love, happiness and attachment, they can also become tainted.

I have on many occasions thrown away entire bodies of work because of their association with periods when I have been deeply unhappy.

Simply put, when I look back at this time in my life, I’d like my masters experience to be one that I regard fondly, one that I long to go back to and wish to repeat, not one that has been shaped by the encroaching restrictions and impact of a global pandemic.

Initially the only way of ensuring that was to treat my work as a separate entity, but as the weeks have gone on I’ve realised that there are repercussions from lockdown restrictions that have proved to have a positive impact on my work, taking it in new and unexpected directions.

I am having to be resourceful, to use what it to hand, to look at things in new ways and take a different approach to my work than initially planned. As a result, I am finding a level of solace in my creativity that is unexpected. Rather than my work being tainted, it is making the supermarket queues more bearable.

So now feels like the right time to continue my journal but just to be on the safe side I’m keeping it separate in blog form.