Because we’ve done it – the gallery is now a second hand tool shop (boring), and locks are being changed as I write. We have retreated to the top floor of Ryepress Towers and organised our space into a delicious, decadent, rug-strewn, art-filled, sanctuary where we can misbehave together and create new things that no one has ever seen before. We are happy. We are still talking. We are invisible from ground level.
Wish us luck with getting some of this new work out into the world, when we are ready.
Come and visit us – we will pour wine for you and you can chill with us, we may photograph you, and write about you, but you can handle a little fame, can’t you?