Opened for the OFF at the AaS yesterday, both dreadful and fun - its embarrassing in general, being in Richards gallery as well as showing current work. A lot of the retro stuff should be burnt, frankly. However, have sold two.
Hoping for some quiet time to think of what happens next. A slim volume of moving poetry?
Depressed as Gracie can't do book though is asking for someone who can. Cheered that the foundation award is in the bank - though this means I have to go on with it all. Worried I haven't written the spencer brown paper.
Today, nothing can be done but gallery sitting. Planning a comfy chair and a good book and a thermos of coffee. Bliss.
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