And then the blog begins…

So my bright idea is to keep a track of all this, and make up for not being in the studio (the loneliness of the long-distance worker) by blogging stuff…

Quite what still remains. I guess I see it as the side of the studio that is all about people poking their head round the dor. Sadly without the copious quantities of Earl Grey (the thought of this makes me cry) but, maybe without the risk of rain damage from the leaking roof (more on this another time) or having your sculpture eaten by alsatians…

The story so far…

So where to start? Its been a bit of a hurricane… my usual, slightly shambolic ways stretched… First there was ZOO art fair, selling work to collectors round the world (the stag went to New York, I love that). Then there was winning Emergency2 at Aspex – all a bit of a haze, as gossiping at the back of the room, weighing up the chances of being able to get some more wine while the speaches were going on, suddenly there I am, in the middle of the room, bottle of champagne in hand having to make an acceptance speach (obviously I was torn between Oscar winning thanks to God and 1980s rally winner style champagne showers… in the end I just made of few jokes at my own expense and shuffled off). So… winning gives me a solo show in Aspex’s new gallery next year….
Aspex’s new space

Then, its a whirl of commissions (a christmas card for MKG (www.mk-g.org) and a project for [insert space] in Nottingham (more to follow…)

Then, its Christmas. Finally I move North. This involves crazy car journeys with three years worth of accumulated junk falling out of the tailgate everytime I stop, then everything goes wrong with the new house (how do you blow a mains fuse, discuss). Take in Milton Keynes’ new IKEA on its opening weekend (but joy, they have those drawers). Maybe I’ll explain the sneaky way we dodged the queues, maybe I won’t.

Now… up in Manchester (well, just over the border in Yorkshire) finally knuckling down to making new work (currently studio-less, instead WFH). A view of the hills and sunshine on the yard.