Recovery is slow, it drags you back by paying attention to minutae - you think you're getting better but its mm by mm, still at least i'm talking to myself on the net. which is more than I could 2 weeks ago.
I'm not really sure I want to continue a website, not sure there is much point, but when I thought that I suddenly had an urge to put things on here - but it could be temporary- I have the site til 30/01/20 its a target, to make a decision. Theres always instagram- the big bucket, monitored, to throw pictures into, to think in 3's.
going through my scans I realised how many images I had that I had never shared, and what happens to all these images after? Don't think my son is interested in them.
coming soon, super excited to be part of Instant art Paris again this year, though I won't be going, at least I got there last year. Big thanks to stefan aka Herr Merzi. Also happy that some friends and relatives will be able to attend on my behalf.
2019 was blitzed by the cancer colonising my brain - it feels like it was totally blitzed but there was some good and exciting things happening before I got struck sideways at the end of June. It was hard because this time it wasn't about choices, well lets face it with cancer the choices are pretty fucked whichever way you turn. It started with an epileptic fit and finished with 12 hours of gamma radiation after a full surgical removal. it felt like a violation. Its my brain so I guess it would. And then? well i'm still in shock, waiting for the radiation to do its worst on the tumors affecting mobility eyes and balance. Its coming back slowly but focusing a frame is a bit of a bitch.
on the other hand I had some wonderful opportunities this year - a very pleasant convergence of opportunities to show some work in some exhibitions around Europe.
I was so pleased to be in this, the exhibition also continued to several locations after it finished in Barcelona.
Then there was another exhibition with expolaroid, in Romania, with the title 'entre Chien et loup'
then there was Arles but by that time the shit had hit the fan, on the day and time I was meant to be flying to Marseille I ended up being put under anaesthetic and having a 3.5cm tumour surgically removed from my brain - I suppose its a different sort of travel. I was very sad to have missed that opportunity, though it was great to be on the poster and catalogue cover.