i started the day better: went out and bought some food for the fridge.
had a sausage sandwich and a large glass of OJ.
tuned into BBC radio 4
i am working my 'NY office' a bit better too.
spent most of the day retouching a load of pictures of 'peaches' (geldof) pre their syndication.
think i'm getting a cold.
(probably mrs.perou left it for me as a momento) so i'm pounding the emergen-C and drowning myself with water again.
turned down a TV gig in england which would be shooting on the day before i'm due back.
and now i'm in pre-production on a big shoot here on friday and a big shoot in LA early dec.
photo work is apparently VERY thin on the ground in england.
it's feels quiet here too but i guess that can be blamed on me being pre-occupied with this secret project of mine.
i'm not damie hirst...but i still party with jay joplin
who is? (damie hirst)
why does his work sell for such stupid money?
and
HOW postmodern
(yawns)
there must be a hidden army of street artists nightly decorating this town.
i know i've said it before but there's SOOooooo much texture here: walking down the street is like living in a constantly changing sketch book.
100% halal text
just shut the fuck up and give me another bump
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