Met one of my collectors last nite at the gallery and took the opportunity to take some photos of the exhibition. The viewing developed into jolly drinks with the gallery people over in my new favourite pub the Northumberland Arms in Charlotte Street (commonly known as 'the sausage'). I shall continue to drink there long after the show has closed. The staff are lovely, there's some great little snug bits, it's dark and comforting and cheap. Just what a pub should be. And sympathetic to conversation.
Drew the proprietor of the gallery seems to live in there. He sits there all night every night smoking cigars and drinking scotch calling in all manner of artists, waifs, strays and assorted bohemians who walk past the windows with a wave. He seems to know almost everyone who wanders past.
Fast blacked it later to Le Bar du Retro just in time to catch Crazy G's Dj set... then I got pissed and dropped a glass. Oh dear. I hardly ever do that. Nevermind.
I've included some of Crazy G's snaps from the preview as well just to add a dash of texture. A nice one of Andi Sex-Gang and I, I thought.
