I saw this with a freind recently and thought all artists were a good advertisment for contemporary practice but, Enrico David's work felt like it needed an editor. there was too much happening. to many points being lost amongst themselves, saying...
writing this writing this writing this... you get the point. No, I've just been going crazy on the internet buying tickets to see Jesca Hoop (at the Slaughtered Lamb, London) & Nancy Elizabeth (The Borderline) then bought a Woody Allen soundtrack....
Seeing a new friend again. ;-)
The Bowerbirds tonight,
making artwork tommorow,
getting paid and buyign a few albums soon,
The Next Gentlemans Club meeting,
The results of the Caption contest...C'mon guys!
Pouring the milk into my cup of tea and watching the amber fill with clouds of smokey pale then, sitting with my freind in the office and doing silly impressions of Oliver Twist's Sikes: "Oi, Bullseye. Come 'ere you filthy 'ound."
Trying to fly away from their shadows was ultimately unsuccessful due there being a very thin string attaching their groins to the shade. Escapee No.3 however, used a very long pubic hair.