I’ve just had a really welcome break from work (paid and my own) in Paris.
It was totally unexpected Birthday present from my family (well, unexpected 3 weeks ago when I was told) but a really fabulous, though brief, trip.
I spent as much of Friday as I possibly could, preparing and packing up houses for the installation and put a lid on the boxes – physically and literally. That’s it, I can do no more, I was getting over stressed and fraught with it all.
Saturday, I was up before 4am and on the road by 5. In Paris by 9am and at the Louvre by 12noon. Its been years since I was last in Paris and I’d forgotten how people actually queue for hours to visit a gallery – especially as it was Easter and people had time to spare. To stand in line to get into the Louvre AND the Pompidou would have used up at least 5 precious hours of the 2 day trip, without even including seeing the artwork. It wasn’t worth it.
We did tourist stuff and walked miles.
I’d had several emails about the Threshold exhibition while I was away, and although I’d sworn to myself i wouldn’t read or respond to anything, a few needed an immediate response. What can you do- wait and worry about it for a day, or just do it?
One was the draft of a press release so in order for it to go out, it needed just one simple question answering. Sigh.
I’ve had an awful lot of publicity lately and although I should be feeling really pleased with myself, its made me more and more anxious. I feel like something wonderful is being expected of me but I’m afraid I will let everyone down.
Its just houses……LOADS of them :-(