London update

Influence of Clive: pink suede

Influence of Lear: the pink artist 

'Well how was it?'  I asked Johnny, taking in the radiantly ruddy visage.
'Fucking hot!  Thirty degrees!  This,' he pointed to glowing complexion, 'is not a result of sunbathing - this was popping out for a cigarette!  I went to London in my fur lined boots and reefer jacket!  Clive had to lend me some lighter shoes and a jacket.'

'How are the shingles?'
'Painful!'
'And what about Exhibition arrangements?'
'Fine - the gallery is great - whatever I want, I've just got to ask Cherry.'

I was waiting for more ... I felt like Mum trying to extract information about the day at school. 'So everything's on schedule?'
'Oh yes,  I've done my bit now...

'I went to see the Matisse Exhibition - I knew every one of his cut outs - every one!  It was absolutely fucking stunning!

'I walked right down the centre of the gallery.  Clive asked me if I was alright. I don't sweat. "Feel the palms of my hands,' I said to him - they were wet through!  "I've got to get out of here," I said.  "I've been working for two years towards this exhibition - if I stay, it will all be lost!"

Influence of Elvis: free spirit

'I've got nine days left where I can work as a free spirit.  I've got paintings coming in from all directions - they've all got to be bubble wrapped.  We get the keys to the gallery at 9 pm on Saturday night.'