Seriously considering biffing 95% of my artwork. Being free of my (art) history is very tempting.

Looking at several years worth of artwork taking up space in my flat (and life) is kinda depressing.

When the books I’m reading share similar cover colours.

A box of old paintings, ready to move, ready to reuse.

Back from a long weekend in Dunedin and somehow this came up on my phone. My notes from a conversation with a gallerist in October 2019.