A First

I had vowed to myself that I would never have a picture of myself on this blog

[for obvious reasons]

But there is a first time for everything, and this is it.

At the moment the gallery is in a state of turmoil as we prepare for this weekends opening

of the exhibition of paintings by

Anne Bachelier.

As we have just returned home from the Cambridge Art Fair there is a lot to be done,

and I must apologise to anyone who visits this week as we are in a state of disarray

[actually it is a bloody mess]

with boxes, wrappings, paintings and sculptures covering every surface.

I certainly do not have time to write a post,

which is a shame as for once I have a lot that I could write about telling you of our adventures and

fun at the Fair.

Our stand was manned by myself, my lovely son Sam and our best mate Paul.

There was a lot of stress and even more swearing

[mostly by myself]

but we all had a good time, and even better, good sales.

There is a lot to tell, so maybe another time, but let's just say that it "opened my eyes".

It seems that a lot of galleries tell "fibs" and indeed a lot of galleries don't even exist until there is an

Art Fair!

Anyway.

I have put aside my misgivings about pictures of myself because otherwise I would not be able to

show the photograph of me and my new customer.

Jeffrey Archer

I have promised that I would not record some of his comments [all good]

in fairness to the other exhibitors.

Since the Fair we have spoken and concluded his purchase of a beautiful sculpture.

As part of the deal he is giving me a dedicated book of my choice.

He asked me

"which book would you like, Kane & Abel"?

An obvious choice because it is perhaps his most famous novel.

I told him, no, I would like

'Not A penny More, Not a Penny Less'

[His first novel]

"My, you go back a long way", he remarked.

Which I think was a polite way of saying "what an old git you must be"

Something that is proven by my photograph.

The picture at the top unfortunately is not of myself,

it is Sam

The other is of "Jeff" [my new best mate] myself and Craig the Art Fair organiser.

In case you haven't guessed I am the old man that looks about 90 years old.

I was young once, "honest".