I've been living on the edge of nervous collapse. Three months ago I sent in a letter and a tour schedule to the Arts Council to get the second installment of my development grant. I was honestly beginning to think that I had become a cutback and that I was about to be named and shamed.
Anyway, this morning I got an email from Jane Bhoyroo saying: where the sodding hell is your tour schedule, it was due in months ago!! Actually she didn't say that, she was very polite. My letter had gone astray. Needless to say, I had hand filled in a pdf last time so I had no copy of the hundreds of galleries clamoring to have my work.
I've just finished re fabricating it and begun to think about the things I said I'd do that have 'gone on the back burner' A limited edition viewmaster, that bloody mentoring, and a trip to the Bahamas. The first I had no idea what images to do (I'm now thinking about some stars); the second I had arranged but run out of cash; and the third is a lie.
