Well?
I'm in a stairwell in Leipzig. The Internet is best here. At Micha's flat, that is to say...
At any rate...
Working like a dog: ten hour days in the gallery, toss a few more back at the pad, go to sleep, repeat. Micha jokes: "next time you come for two months and do eight installations" ie., one a week. It's full throttle nevertheless... audio recordings of the show concept, two performances, an art pamphlet to create, finishing up the gargantuan sculpture tonight, opening tomorrow night. Sheeeeesh! And I thought customer service was tough! Haha! But, I'm doing what I love with the aid of one of the planet's coolest artist pals. Fortunately beer always accompanies day's end, as certain as coffee intertwines the morning to do lists and life philosophical discussions. And with that, the church bell just chimed six pm. Time to get back to it!
(eyes used for tooth support)
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