In Amsterdam, by luck, I met Lino Hellings. She advised me to keep my work diary on-line, exposing my work methods rather than protecting them, risking the humiliation involved in failure. So:celebrate error. In my heart I knew this to be a good idea. My brain, horrified, fortunately tells me it will be too boring for anyone to read.
Thursday, 19 December 2019
20/12/2019
No studio, no work done. I'm short tempered and drinking more than usual. What really upsets me is there is no sense of pictures clamoring to get out, it feels that only happens at the end of a brush nowadays. Curious, always though it happened in my head. Bad nightmares... unspecified secret killings waiting to be discovered.
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