Crash bang wallop: in the process of moving pictures from studio to gallery there was a slight mishap. We shifted the pictures using a taxi, the taxi guy helped to unload the pictures at the entrance to the art centre, they were laid against a pillar. It’s not called the Riverfront for nothing; strong currents of air carry up river. Anyway one of these currents whipped up the picture and it smashed against the floor – 100 quid’s worth of damage – I had already tipped the guy by this time. Anyway, bless his heart he looked equally aghast, eager to make amends he suggested we shove the fragmented glass in the river – nobody from the environmental agency out there I hope – anyway I cleaned the glass shards, cut myself in the process and blood landed on the exposed print, a sort of convergence of misfortunes. We managed to get the remaining pictures into the gallery in one piece. I really enjoyed the process of hanging the images we had the services of the gallery technician and I was anxious to try my new laser level. I would thoroughly recommend this tool, they are really good and everything looked nice and level. The opening was a pleasant affair, the family helped out: Aunty Jen on the buffet, nan on the wine(you know what I mean). Today I did my BBC thing which went well; speaking into the furry sausage thing was a little strange. This is my final entry so thanks to those who have followed my progress through this blog.
Regards – martin
