Past thrill
What a little moment of excitement, a drawing purchased for more than before, I asked for an offer and they offered more than I expected. Not as much as proper artists, mind, but still more than before. What a little frisson, what a thrill, I am over it.
And I thought, this is a great build up, this is going to be monstrously magnificent power orgasmic, super peak brilliance, but it dawdled, spluttered and misfired into a squib, a very damp squib. And I thought all the work had been done correctly, all the foreplay administered, all the preparations prepared, and if it will be so dull, why bother?
Belonging
I always felt like this is where I belong, she said, and in some ways she is talking...
