Sue described Saturday as my poetry/art/Bohemian/music event, and that was a pretty good description! But, I must point out – it wasn’t actually ‘my’ event… 32 artists contributed to the exhibition, and my own exhibit, ‘Love Letter’ was a collaborative artwork with Martyn Royce. The response was phenomenal!! Our work was pronounced as “powerfully evocative” and “an emotional knockout.”
A huge amount of talent was evident in the room, and I particularly loved Darren Ray’s installation. Who knew it would be such fun to mangle a thread of wire into words to add to his display of written dreams and visions? The music was fantastic too: Avant-pop band French for Cartridge performed wearing paper fan masks and offering unusual, participative instruments to the crowd. If you don’t know this group you should check them out on YouTube; Cat’s voice is hauntingly beautiful and my friends blew their ocarinas with more laughter than tune.
If you’re on my mailing list or follow me on social media, you would have received a couple of emails advertising the event. And this is what I love about entrepreneurial people: an enterprising caterer named Evelyn received my email and promptly contacted me to say she would be happy to cater the day. I introduced her to the organiser, and lo and behold, Evelyn arrived with a delicious buffet to complement the wine that flowed throughout the afternoon. Her teenage assistant came equipped with a portfolio of her own artwork and attracted a good deal of attention for that too.
It was also fantastic to see Avril Mills, the inspirational force behind The Dream Factory. Martyn and I are donating our artwork to that amazing charity to help make more dreams come true for the very sick children that Avril tirelessly supports. Special thanks to Gill, Sue, Steve and my family for coming along – and to those of you I’ve met at networking events who came via my Facebook posts and email – especially Julie, Ju and co. And lovely to meet Pippa, the energy healer who found me on line and booked a place on my time management training session. (It’s running later this month at Canary Wharf.)
And speaking of healing, I am eternally grateful to Steve Short for hypnotising away my phobia of eyes. No more will I be forced to get off the train because a person with a stye has sat down opposite me. Never again will I swerve the car because a radio advert for Optrex has freaked me out. And I can now sit quietly through Greys Anatomy and The Walking Dead without shrieking and terrorising the cat. Thank you Steve!!
I’ve had a bit of a Scritti Politti kind of week, so this couldn’t be more fitting: “Hypnotize… How could your nothings be so sweet? You left your love letters incomplete.”
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