Getting ready for the solo gallery show opening here on Friday in Bremen. Writing this from the gallery’s nice guest apartment with a lovely view of the internet.
A feeling of perverse satisfaction in the above.
Researching a small project have been finding some nice material on London’s Frost Fairs which took place in the 16-1800’s on the Thames. Fragmentary accounts describing stalls, attractions and general mayhem taking place (everything from Oxes roasting to elephants wandering about) “on the River now become a STAGE“.