It's 4 ft x4ft and I don't know how I'll possibly get it anywhere near completion one week from tomorrow. I spent the afternoon sitting the gallery for Spontaneous Repetition stitching my heart out.
The most interesting moment was when a neighborhood guy came in, quite possibly stoned, saw the work on the walls, saw me sitting there stitching and asked if he could make some art with me. So I pulled out my sketchbook and pencil set, and he sat and sketched out a whole page full of graffiti tags. I asked him if he wanted me to tear the page out for him to keep, but he said I could keep it. Sitting a gallery in the middle of Kensington, (AKA the badlands) has its moments.