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.
Monday, 23 December 2019
23 12 2019
Started hoovering the first studio today, gasp gasp, when the team arrived to complete the plastering on the second. So I stopped. Been struggling for breath ever since though this may be emotional rather than dust asthma - when they told me they'd finished (bar the painting) was surprisingly close to tears. A few puffs of stuff did some good though we then went to a house full of dogs which made it worse again.
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