It is slow progress here at Pearl Towers. I am putting together a proposal for a solo show. It is a process that causes immense self doubt. I regularly consider shovelling the whole lot into the road. I am blessed that I live in an area that if anything is left for more than a minute unattended I can be certain it will disappear. There is great community spirit here and a drive to recycle, upcycle or just plain steal anything that is not just screwed down but security bolted to a large concrete block. The house next door, which was being renovated, has stood quiet for a while now. Much of the materials have been carried away by hungry eyed men or my beloved who I found the other day levering up the quarry tiles.
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