Oh my but this is a race to the finishing line. Peter hung the exhibition on Friday, leaving a space for the still unfinished My Dream Farm. If all goes according to plan the frame for the painting, made by my regular framer in Cardiff, will be delivered here on Tuesday. That gives me until Wednesday at the latest to finish the painting, get it into the frame, delivered to the gallery and hopefully, hung! This is cutting things very fine. No room for mistakes. How do I get myself into such scrapes?
Clive Hicks-Jenkins' Artlog: 
The walls of the buildings are beautiful – well, the whole painting is – but the way the pinks meld into that shimmery blue. Quite wonderful. I agree with Dave. We need to find some way to go there. (-:
This is a new experience, people telling me that they want to live in one of my paintings!!! (-;
When this is all done, you should find a computer geek who can reconstruct it in Second Life so we can all go there and hang out.
Good idea! But that means I’m going to have to add a coffee shop and a bar! Would that be anachronistic?
How about an old-fashioned chocolate shop instead? Children would rather have hot chocolate anyway! Though I suppose chocolate shops were always patronized by men.
OK. We’ll all meet up at the chocolate shop next week. I hope that they do Danish pastries!!! Whooops, no. I ‘m on a diet!
Clive, you can’t get fat on cyber foods. Have you seen the avatars in Second Life? All uniformly buff — to the point of monotony, in fact.
Good, because I’m damned sure there’s going to be a little patisserie up in that hilltop town. I could murder a virtual tarte citron and an espresso!