Today’s sky, thick with heavy grey cloud, has shed unrelenting, squally spirals of rain all day. The dark of the evening descended long before its due time and with it, a damp, earthy mist.
This time of year brings mixed blessings. The beauty of the colours pitched against the beast of coldness and no more sun.
Fortunate enough to live in a rural area, my drive this morning took me through an arboreal tunnel of Autumn glory. The rich colours of the leaves en masse, lifted my heart, as the joy of being in such beauty rushed through my veins.
The drive back was dark and wind beaten. I squinted at the glaring headlights of passing cars and my wiper blades groaned almost ceaselessly in their efforts to beat the heavy rain. I remembered as I drove, that the light and the dark are all part of one glorious creation. They are perfectly balanced in the fragile but enduring orbit of the earth. Out of the long, dark evenings comes the slow light of dawn to show the ancient tapestry of red-brown threads that weave through the season’s days.
As part of my Art and Design course, I had to redesign a book cover. I chose one I can quote from in my sleep.
In the UK, this book has been on the curriculum for the past three hundred years and has been loved and hated by countless students and English teachers. However, because yet another education secretary is determined to stick his dirty, great paw print on the history of education, (Michael Gove puts out another light in the darkening sky) a recent reshuffle has removed it.
Out of my desire to see teenagers continue to pick up this novella, came the idea for a bold, new cover for Of Mice and Men.
Today, I tested the design on a group of bored looking teenagers.
I laid out different covers, including mine and they voted with Starburst sweets.
Mine won by a large majority.
I’m not boasting.
But, for once, I am celebrating my achievement.
Perhaps because I so rarely taste success, or perhaps because I am trying to counterbalance my terrible tendency towards perfectionism. Either way, today I have done something I can be proud of.
And it’s only for a silly part time course that doesn’t even matter in the real world. And it’s only me who will ever really know about it.