I hardly dare think it let alone say it out loud but (whisper it) I think the snow is melting…
Having been in a state of apoplexy about not getting to London for KINETICA next week and realising that if I can’t get there i will have wasted so much money on the whole endeavour for nothing that I could cry (and money could have gone instead to my RNIB London Marathon fund) I feel a small amount of hope that it MAY be ok – as long as there is no more snow, or ice.
Living in the deepest darkest countryside has many advantages but access to the artworld is not one of them. Whilst I can get to London for a day trip the actualities of getting work there are still tricky. I have never ever driven in London – and was a little apprehensive about it without the prospect of even getting to London being like crossing the arctic. And although my home is quite near a mainish road, my studio is in a very small village which at the hint of snow is instantly cut off from all civilisation. Guess where all my KINETICA work is stored.
