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.
Friday, 3 December 2021
03 12 2021
Dire painting turning into a prayer for Assange. The poor mans state is a cause for concern. It is unavoidable to compare the state of the policitans whom he proved were war criminals with his pitiful, helpless situation in Belmarsh prision. I dream that he is dying.
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