Monday, October 04, 2010
A room of one's own
On the other hand - so many dear friends and family turned up, helped out, cooked, sat, played with the baby, ate, drank, laughed and washed up. My lovely neighbours all visited, even the dear old Mrs with both walking sticks who had to be helped up into the studio. The show looked fucking lovely, even if few people saw it. My new studio is now open and shiny and waiting for me to move in and start work. It's properly had its head wetted. This is the kind of weekend that I live for, really. It's been very special and I am very, very lucky.
Thanks to all of you for your virtual wishes! The event was a fiasco of sorts, it's true, but a really lovely fiasco from where I'm sitting.