Last night went to the opening of an exhibition in which my cousin Catriona had a piece of work – the first picture on the right.
It was filled with arty types and the rhubarb rhubarb that always accompanies such shows. Bumped into Catriona’s friend Constanze and hob nobbed with some art types, and my sister and some of her art college peeps.
The exhibition was based on the idea of mail art, which means sending things by post and that being part of the art. Not sure all the artists got it, and those that most clearly did (i.e. they had done paintings on envelopes and mailed them) somehow didn’t get much across.