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I've started on the pile of artwork. Everything must go. Well, not everything, obviously. But everything that's really no good must go. There's actually rather less of it than I thought, anyway. Maybe I lost some in a previous move. Although comic art is very compact to store compared to, say, oil paintings. I'm turning up also, here and there, bits of art by other people, some I still know, some I've long since drifted out of touch with -- a few, I can't even remember who they are -- and some, well. I'm putting some bits into piles for people; some others I'll pick out for a zine show next year.
The other thing I'm doing is going through the photos. I've been a compulsive photographer of nonsense ever since I saved up cereal packet tokens for my first camera, and the great winnowing of that heap is going swimmingly. Along the way, I'm finding that I have masses of photographs of all of you, looking fabulous. Don't worry about the shots of you pulling a funny face or looking a bit weird, they're all going in the recycling. You will be glamorous. You have no choice in the matter.
I think this Christmas should probably be the year when I pull my finger out and pass on all those promised prints to the people concerned.
P.S. M&S are at it again! A 3/4 length white faux fur/silver snakeskin coat! I'd show you, but it looks like it's too exciting to be on their website. That sullen brown-haired model they use for everything would probably snap under its over-the-top inappropriateness.
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Amen! I need to do the same. You are a little voice whispering in my ear and making me nod my consent, but from which shoulder do you hail, the one with the angel or the one with the devil?