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every time i land at heathrow i have to ogle the A380s. it is one beautiful, ugly aircraft

at the saatchi gallery n takes a gander at the theater inside the suitcase. or perhaps i should say ‘theatre’

n outside. when my mom saw this photo she said she thought it was me until the nails gave it away. i would have thought the cigarette was the obvious clue…

next morning, my temporary office space. behind the left shutter is a ceramic skull on a sconce. i nearly knocked it down that day. i knocked it down and broke it to pieces my last day there

back at the gallery that morning. this piece is one of the reasons i had to go back. alas i can’t remember who the artist is, but this is his mother

this was my favorite work at the art fair. it’s a piece by giuliano cardella. i love anything that looks and feels archival. and i also like that we were invited by the artist to touch

sarah in her sunny interim flat

over the canal by her place. what an unexpected thing

and at the nursery. i do want to live in london. especially now that there are quite a few people i cherish and love there

later on in the day i promised n i’d do some painting with the girls. this is not what i had in mind

not bad, girls. i’ve always appreciated variety in my life

mmm lunch. i was staying in a raw vegan household. surprisingly, i loved the food. but then again, ludmilla the helper is an amazing scientist in the kitchen!

roxy

next day at the king fahad academy. this is the work inspired by my work. i was both impressed and flattered

the children of kfa even gave me a card and gift! really cool