Yeah so like 5 years ago, in about 40 mins, Morpheus will of just left to get the subway to work already, and I would be on my way downstairs when the phone goes, my mother-in-law who was screaming NO NO down the phone and me assuming that it was Morpheus's dad who may have had a heart attack. Then putting on the tv and witnessing those AWFUL images, god I'll never forget that stunned feeling of not being quite sure what it was, were they previewing a new Bruce Willis movie? was it a little fire that had started. Shit even when Morpheus called me outside the subway, telling me to come meet him, which I did, I still couldn't get it round my head that something terrible had happened. We both stood on Varick and Houston Street looking downtown with a clear picture of one of the towers in flames, with me constantly asking him questions and then starting to shake and getting a little hysterical, more because of everyone around us running and looking confused. Then hearing Morpheus saying that it must be the work of Osama Bin Laden, I was still like Who?.
Anyway that's it, I wanted to address it quickly this morning and move on. I shall be walking down to Lady of Pompeii church in about an hour, like I do every year, go and say a few prayers for the lost people....NOT TO GOD, PLEASE, there isn't a god, just an idea, a belief, that's all that is. Why would one BEING cause so much heart ache and war to begin with? Shit this is all his fault anyway...
Right then so what else, sadly I hear on CNN online this morning that Anna Nicole's 20 year old son has died. Not sure why? but apparently he was off in the caribbean or somewhere, while she's JUST given birth to a little girl. Anyway the poor boys gone...very sad.
And my little boy, oh boy oh boy is he getting active....I swear, I think he's going to come out sooner than the predicted October 12 - 17 dates? Which by the way is like 4 WEEKS AWAY....heelllllooooo, shit I'm getting nervous, well not so much nervous as fucking petrified. I did however buy some lovely pj's and a new bra this weekend at The Gap, yes things like that calm me down a bit, well you see it means that I have more things to pack in THE BAG, that I'll be taking to the hospital. So I have pj's now, plus another pair and a nightgown in the mail on it's way. So I will then take a book, ipod, my cashmere throw for the bed, my pillow, make-up, girlie eye creams and massaging lotions etc. Yeah I know it sounds a lot, even my mum yesterday was like..."how long do you intend to stay at the hospital"?, but listen if I have to have a C-Section then I may be a few days, so I want my home comforts with me. Then again if I forget anything or want more stuff I can always send Stephen out as the hospital is like an 8 minute walk from our place.
So the weekend was fun, Stephen has finished his last piece for the show....HHOOOORRRAAAYY and it looks fantastic, in fact I think it's my favorite and it will DEFINITELY get bought, I just know it. Actually you know the postcard....yeah this one
Well this shark picture has ALREADY had 7 people interested in purchasing it. They've already phoned the gallery to enquire about it's price. SO with that in mind, Charlotte (Gallery owner) called and told Stephen that his prices should be higher, which is fucking excellent, so he's a happy chap right now.
And also more news, my old pal Meredith, you remember her? well she's in town right now, she came round with some lovely products for the baby on Saturday and we ran off quickly (she had a wedding and I had to meet Snoopy at Forever 21) to Florent for breakfast and a good catch up.
Anyway she quickly saw Stephen's work while she was at the apartment and marveled at how fabulous it is in real life as opposed to the website, which is a shame, but what can you do? ANYWAY Bermuda, where she lives now is full of rich buggers that LOVE to buy art. And they have like a arts patron scheme that they do every year where they put an artist up, let him have a studio, paints to his hearts content, then throw him a show, where all the rich Bermudans then bring their check books and start spending like crazy. She reckons that Stephens work is above and beyond the normal artists they get to have their shows there, so anyway she's going to look into it and probably next March we're gonna go visit her and she'll introduce him to some people and we'll go from there. Well I think that sounds like a rather fantastic idea personally. So we'll see, she's going to get in touch with the art people on the island to propose Stephen to them and we'll see what happens from there.
So yeah a very productive weekend, also Kevin and Julie were off out and about having fun. Actually last night they went off and stayed in a hotel, so they could have some QUALITY time together. Me and him just chilled, watched Mystery shows and hit the sack, exhausted, although for some reason the last few days, when I go to bed, I cannot get to sleep, literally my legs get the restless leg syndrome thing, which last for a couple of hours, whereby I'm going friggin nuts, then at like 2 I pass out....very frustrating.
Right then well I need to get my ass together and get going, this week is all about getting ready for the show and trying to get as many people to attend as possible. Actually the train from New York Penn Station is a doddle, there's a line direct to Red Bank, which only takes an hour, so if you fancy a trip out of town this coming Saturday, then come by and say hello.
I haven't got a clue what to wear, but then again it's all about Stephen, not me, so I guess I'll wear a big friggin sack or something....hee hee.
K everyone, especially those people here in New York, heads up high, say a silent prayer for those people and try and have a good day.
