DRAWN. An exhibition for local artists at the local arts centre organised by Megan. My first week back at home involved finding glass bottles and jam jars for flowers, buying ribbon, cutting tablecloths, freeloading some cardboard from M&S and then having to carry it around town. Think small person carrying cardboard that is twice the size of her. Spent too much time wrapping prints up with cellophane. The exhibition itself was lovely, it was almost like a reunion of minds, seeing people from foundation and seeing the impact the last year had on their practice. There are definitely some talented folk in the Black Country. Bostin'. There are reasons to come to Wolverhampton, more so than to see Britain's very first set of automatic traffic lights, though that must be tempting?
DRAWN. The night. The equation. Money made equals bottles of wine equals lots of dancing equals Faith asleep on my leg at four in the morning.
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