Last night's opening was good. It got super busy and the whole art scene was there as well as the comic book/graphic crowd (if seven people can be called a crowd). Even William Wells showed, director of Townhouse who is extremely reclusive and never comes to anything. Francesc is happy with his show, everything's fine, we're *just* within budget ( Read more... )

Today was bliss. Got in at ten for a project meeting with the girls, and then learned that our afternoon meeting was cancelled, giving us the entire afternoon free.  After our meeting finished, I managed to edit and proof an article and write a short proposal for a project. I mean, in actual physical/idea labour this isn't much at all, but knowing ( Read more... )

Last night I took Alison to probably the first exhibition preview she's ever actually *enjoyed* being taken to. It was curated by my friend Rose who took over an old, creepy fire station - brilliant location. We only actually saw about three works, the main one being Ben Judd's (who I put in my Saltburn exhibition) who as a performance work had ( Read more... )

Ok, the short story is, I GOT ON THE COURSE!

But I'm going to tell you the tedious long story of last wednesday's interview instead. Frankly, I'm baffled, as the interview was awful. Six interviewers, all of them OMG famous curators. I had some asshole from France interrupting me all the time - and nothing makes me more fuzzled and anxious than ( Read more... )

...was unexpectedly good fun, though I was crotchety by the end of it and really didn't see enough actual art.
monday night
I went to Erika Verzutti's show at Blow de la Barra and then snuck into the after party at Detmar Blow's house. Later I wished I hadn't, Mr Blow is meant to be a horrible man who went round having loads of mistresses whilst ( Read more... )

Had a bit of a silly giggly day with Anna, who is ridiculously chatty. Reminds me a lot of the other night with Daniel, N, Rosy and her new boyfriend Giles were all prancing around at home and I for some reason was pretending to be a kitten and then we were all giggling like mad and then I farted and it was even funnier ( Read more... )

About a year or so ago A and I had a meeting about running residencies with a woman who was thinking of organising an artist's residency to take place during the 200th anniversary of abolition of slavery, alongside an exhibition at Westminster. Given that I have a meeting like this maybe three times a month ('this is how we do things, gosh your ( Read more... )