Monday, 2nd July 2007
So: the contentious bookcase has been moved. Again. That makes it the third time that the sodding Behemoth has been shifted around the office (which I don’t think is much more than 15 x 15) since I moved in on Friday.
So: in its final resting place I have to admit that I like it where it is. I have overdone on it on the Fiona Shaw posters, so the place looks a little like the cafe of the National Theatre, but I’d rather have things that I find genuinely inspirational and creative as stimulus, rather than framed proofs of “Ads what I have done” (which is the cliche).
The only fucker is that the lighting and air con in my office also controls that in the office next door – so it’s a constant process of approximation and compromise. But hey: it’s better than it was.
