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frances in daylight #312

this morning i was met in the studio carpark by an enthusiastic, excitable frances.
which is highly uncharacteristic.
she was out with my old asisistant sara last night so i assume she was still drunk.

photographed sienna and savannah miller at bigsky.
sienna brought two dogs with her.
savannah brought her 7 month old daughter.

thankfully managed to finish the day before frances' hangover kicked in.

now i am firmly ensconced at SH where i appear to be surrounded by rich, loud, hideous bastards and bitches.
it's crowded and most unpleasant.
why?

heading out to the corridor to answer the phone just now (phone conversation is only allowed in the corridors here) i opened the door from the sitting room into a (stupid) woman who had positioned herself the otherside of it.
she started with the, 'ur, sorry...do you MIND?'
'no', i said, 'this wooden thing here is a door and it opens when people walk through it: perhaps you might find a better place to stand?'.

che is on his way...post hospital appointment.

i am staying in a salubrious hotel in 'earls court' tonight.
yes: there ARE salubroius hotels in earls court.

i feel troubled.
despite being very busy with unprecedentedly high amounts of 'good' commissions: the news from the (industry) frontline is particularly bleak.

perhaps if the sun might shine i would bearable just now?

...continues.
been here so long the people around me are getting 'better'.
me and che are sat opposite the grubby looking 'radiohead' and the che-a-like 'justin lee collins' just walked past: BAD HAIR.

ok, enough...i digress: sorry.

Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out: January 21, 2009