To Top
And down it came – 12 hours to mount, and 1 to take down. Feeling a little blue! Laura and Micha popped in just too late to see it up but in time to grab a quick drink before heading back to Köln. Traipsed home, unloaded car and hung out with the family for a bit. Marie H, Sophie, Flip & Claire came round for a BBQ and lemon mousse (thanks James & Camille). Watched Gran Torino after they all left – brilliant!
Imagine Festival started today. 10 Belgian finalists took to the stage to fight it out for two spots in the International final tomorrow. A much busier and entertaining day - nice to see all the young musicians again – really sweet, full of energy and excitement. I was sad they couldn’t all make it through but I think it was a fair win for Lunar Rays and Ziggy (my bet from the off!). Crawled home around 1230.
Took the parents over during the quiet time (middle of the day) so they could have a peek. They seemed pleased so that’s good! Lunch at the Bota café and then some not very interesting hanging around. They’re exhausted coming off the back of a really busy period so walked home in the early evening to catch some zzzs. Nadya is in town for work and dropped by, followed by Alessandro, Cristina and Carlo – drank, ate and hung at the Bota café (it’s my local for the next few days). Off to Marie H’s for her leaving do (she’s escaping to Luxembourg of all places, grrrr) – bit knackered so didn’t stay too long but nice to see a few faces.
The All Styles Welcome exhibition is officially on. Phew. I never thought that the Belgian sun would be an issue, but it’s incredibly hot in the space which makes it quite difficult to linger… I’m selfishly wishing for rain. Opening this evening which was cool – nice to see people making the effort to head over and Samah even hooked me up with champagne. So far so good. Parents arrived at Gare du Midi around 1030 so grabbed them and headed off for a late supper at Le Comptoir – Ilia was with us, in town for a few short hours only.
12 hours of mounting on the hottest day of the year in what is essentially a greenhouse. 12 hours. That’s an hour per board! Bordering on nightmarish. But it’s up, it’s ready, we’re exhausted and M deserves a medal (or two). Don’t expect much variety over the next few days since I’ll basically be holding fort in the greenhouse most of the time.
