Sometimes I think about the art that people make and how it makes them happy. Sometimes I think about the art that people make and how it makes them unhappy. Sometimes I think about the art that people make because they can’t help it and it makes them both unhappy and happy. I think about being a curator and I think about being an artist. I think about working well.

I am standing OUTSIDE in a paddock, I am standing in a garden, the sun is shining, the wind is blowing. The garden is full of birds. We are working hard.

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