Written up post pizza and lounging in the Atlantic Works Gallery for my sitting shift; slippers on, spice rum served, and wrapped up in a perfumed emerald damask shawl. Fierce femme lesbian-fiancé vibe blasting.
Due to a colleague’s enterprising generosity I’ve had something of a fairly long weekend and I’ve been loving it, eating it up with a spoon in each hand. I’ve been up to all sorts of things: Chopping my way through new work, ordering new source material, and had time to languidly finish reading Joan Lindsay’s classic period thriller Picnic at Hanging Rock, and then started reading John Water’s mid career memoir, Shock Value. it’s been really quite lovely. Highly recommended all around.Continue reading “An Exquisite Corpse”