Avril gave me and Cathie tix to see the contemporary.
We went at 6 pm on a Friday night – note to self, this is when the champagne-chugging beauties stand around being art pieces themselves. It’s not a good time to actually see the artwork!
I didn’t photograph everything, just the things I loved.
Some of the bigger galleries had the same works as last time (for the well-known artists who are charging more I guess, so don’t shift things so quickly?).
It felt smaller than usual. the paper art was divine.
