Still thinking about what to say about my motivation to paint a clapped out old car in a crappy lane without resorting to pretentious psycho babble. On second thought, I think I’ll give up.
Still thinking about what to say about my motivation to paint a clapped out old car in a crappy lane without resorting to pretentious psycho babble. On second thought, I think I’ll give up.
About Nothing and nobody epitomises my love/hate relationship with art quite like an old school friend I bumped into the other day.
You know the type: well-rehearsed cliches tumble off... Read more