Friday, 29 October 2004
Fame calls after all.
The Burning Bush (oil on canvas, 36 x 36 ins)
Given that I was standing in my underwear in the draughty hall, I probably didn't acquit myself overly well when the woman from the Chronicle phoned today.
Seems I misjudged them and they do intend to publish a piece on me and my work, either tomorrow or Monday.
That'll teach me not to be so pessimistic.