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Sunday, February 27, 2011 at 03:58PM Firstly big up for the garden gnome, disco lights and star wars colouring book. You are a star
THURS A.M
Sascha Cooper turned up..Sassy Sascha .. On Thurs and I thought she was looking a td cold so ripped up my wooley jumper for her to use the arms as leggins and the remainder as a nomadic hat. Brilliant actress btw check her out on google.
-- Last Thursday
All day I had been spring cleaning the SSS in preparation for an evening visit for Clair Louise Orton who passed my vigorous interview for a short hold assured tenancy agreement to stay in the Super Sonic Shed for one night.
She is a vivacious tattooed film maker, photographer and dancer....When she turned up I had realised that I had forgotten to vacuum the SSS and we had to work around each other whilst I sucked up the bits of rice cake off the Astra turf. The SSS is slowly collapsing and panels are working their way loose. The door came off its runners and my bunion is getting even bigger.
The arrival bowled me over not only did Clare Louise bring a duvet she also brought music grub and we talked nonsense all night. A very interesting lass who has travelled the word as a dancer and wanted to do a cat walk in the SSS. In total between us we had glow sticks, flashing lights, and a wind up torch., the disco commenced, woo woo, common lets have it.
The new tenant fitted in very well and Miss Poly Ester the parrot even took a liking to her.
A surprise blind folded food experience left me thinking this has been a great night and their was just enough room to sleep, providing the legs were up in the air and leaning against the frame of the SSS.
The tenant left the SSS as she found it and promptly departed in the morning. I may considering extending the short hold tenancy agreement to two days. Thank you for keeping me sane ! You are amazing x
Friday ... Toby paced up and down and making strange objects from card and tube to the place directly outside the SSS door. As if Toby's sheep paintings were not enough I now have while u wait origami on my doorstep. I am missing the Charlies angels.
Saturday.
Did a poetry reading around two in the morning to my Baltimore friend, who is moving to Brighton to make an impact. I cant reveal her plans at this stage but its the best coming to Brighton story I have ever heard.
The poem is about two cows being sucked up into space by a vacuum cleaner. Its called the Hoover MOO Nouvre by the moosome twosome. I wrote it 15 years ago. Toby is back on form painting Shirley the sheep, which was originally going to be called Shakespeare. He is winding me up in the funniest possible way. My plate full of beans on toast arrived from The Madeira Drive cafe and Toby walked past the front
entrance of the gallery 4 times whilst holding the food in the air like a proud waiter. I could see my hot food within sight but loosing temperature quick and Toby was loving his cruelty to gallery gimps strategy. Just wait until I get out of this hole, he will find all his paintings of sheep and Alpacas upside down one morning with recording of the Exorcist playing through his speakers.. (inspired by Claire Louise)
SATURDAY Robin Fox arrived who once put in an appearance on one of my comedy shows Radio West Pier. Robin ran at speed up and down the beech on a hot sunny day in a wedding dress for no other reason than it seemed like a good idea. At the moment Robin if filming Top Hat Tales, ghost stories around the Devon area in haunted castles etc. Check him out on google and yes he does look just like a fox. Thank you to the couple who topped me up in a way that I have not been topped up before... two plakki bags full of grub yaaaaay !!! xx
An old lady popped in and attacked me with a handbag accusing me of ripping her off on a double glazing deal. She jumped into the SSS and was pushing me and trying to put me in a half nelson. I tried to explain that I don't sell windows, but she kept calling me Adam and started throwing plant pots at me. The Police were called and and she was gently escorted from the gallery. So quite an eventful day. The ebay auction is moving like a slug on morphine. Buts that's ok,I try ideas some work some don't. This one didn't fly, but I'm happy, the film will still happen when the time is good.
Sunday involved
Toby hysterical laughter, Toby hysterical laughter, and Toby hysterical laughter. With the odd conversation about ships on the sea and how they have a grotesque decadence about them. The visit from Jay at Evoke radio was fun. All food donations thus far gratefully received. I may have to put the tin of cold soup on hold. I had an incident in the wee hours this morning. As I was drinking from a can of drink (as they are called in kebab windows ) I retracted and caught my moustache in the can next to the ring pull an stretched my lip outwards in excruciating pain. A tear rolled down my face and I had to extract the can by cutting the hairs away with a pair of scissors. Toby has resorted to throwing little objects at me through the window of the super sonic shed. Funny how he seems to get upset when I accidentally let go of my basketball and it bashes against the perspex panel, giving Toby a shock and potentially sending his brush stroke on the canvass, off to one side.
