Getting away from SCA – By @PipBaines13
By Philippa Baines
Getting away from SCA
On Monday I was not a happy bunny. With D&AD briefs on the go, I’d worked all weekend on my ideas and didn’t think they were great. My morale was very low.
So I said goodbye to my partners and I left to feed my brain with a bit of culture.
I went to the Tate Modern and saw some great art. I had a cup of tea in their café and drew these pictures:
I wrote this story:
The side of the riverbank is where we drank. Everyone washed up, happy, slurping away the backache and demands of corporate diners who’d over ordered on wine and rolled away into the metropolis.
We drank out of plastic cups on the steps of the Thames. A waitress friend had called me up about the free booze like a meerkat calling to its clan. It was warm and the grey buildings almost looked beautiful in the dimming light.
We talked about the wealth here and problems when you have little money. We dined on leftover pizza and olives, tasting all the better as it was free.
The depressive manager of the restaurant rounded up the troupe into his apartment with views over The Globe. We played hip-hop music and danced. Everyone was friendly. Unemployment has moments of paradise – when you look back on it.
Then I went to see the OSCAR winning Shape of Water which was lovely. My Mum was in town with work so I hung out with her. Then I played netball with my best friend and flatmate and we won 35-4.
I returned on Tuesday a new woman. Pushed forward my ideas, now they’re all in better shape. To anyone at a breaking point in the future, I’d suggest leaving the building and not thinking about work. You’ll come back anew.