No, last year's presence in Milton Keynes Gallery was not enough to satisfy my search for artistic glory. This year I muscle in on the shop front of the MK Literary Festival et Arts Central Toot-Out.
Howabout that!
Well, here I am. One window only is photographed. I fixed two books in the other window as well, but I made such an unholy cak of photographing that set-up, to exhibit the result would be to die of shame. I am, after all, known as An Artist!
One photo will suffice. The whole endeavour took fricking days, I couldn't get the books on the wall, and Missis J quite properly took over all artistic management of the entire proceedings so told me what to do (I got it mixed up anyway).
I need to reflect upon the origins of this enterprise. I went along to the original meeting to give the organiser a hard time over the recycling. After that was over (I am sure he hates me), I had no clue what anyone was talking about when they started talking about the project. I tried to join the whatsapp group, unaware that when you join a whatsapp group, you don't get all the messages that went before. How do people know these things?
Anyway, I grabbed the windows because I couldn't get the books nailed to the walls and I couldn't lift the plinths. I had four days of what I am definitely calling an exhibition before I was removed to make way for a picture of moths.
Do unto me what you will, world. I am known, myself, me, for whatit'sworth, as An Artist in a Shop Window!
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