The sincerest form

If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, then the person who painted the picture appearing on the left of London temporary bar/restaurant/club "The Double Club" should feel very flattered ...

... because I have reinterpreted the picture in my own way and using the colours that were left in my paint box. I call this picture "Jungle" for no reason other than because I can. I am particularly proud of the sharp edges, which are quite different to the other paintings I have done. This period in my career may well be defined by the use of masking-tape.

For my next painting, I intend to leave the jungle and other natural inspirations behind and instead forcus on terraced houses and other urban gems. Fans of dodgy art, stay tuned.

Oh no!

So Joyce has just joined the exodus back to Australia - the lure of Brisbane is obviously stronger than anyone ever imagined. Naturally, her farewell dinner last weekend was a fun though sad event, but I think the significance of her departure only hit me this week ... when the Timeout arrived in the post. I realised that, for the first time in a long time, I would actually need to READ it in order to find out what's going on in London. No more Joyce to sift through the crap and come up with the good stuff and then organise dates, buy tickets and find a good place to eat near by. From now on, the remaining Londoners have to do their own social organising. In Conrad's words "The horror!"