Cold fingers, grey day feel like curling up and pressing repeat on Nick Drake's Milk and Honey.
No matter how well an exhibition goes there is a natural slump that occurs a) post opening night and b) packing up and sending sold work on its way. Every ounce of time and effort has gone into the show and now there is a moment to reflect and regroup and the silence of a blank page is there. I have trained myself to recognize these moments as beginnings not as ends. so deep breathe in and back to the studio.