The last thing before midnight, just returned from the artists studio, write a few notes in this blog, not knowing who, if anybody at all, is going to read this. As always, awakening still lazy from the night, go downstairs. See the prints made yesterday and realise that there is work to be done yet. Make a small breakfast with eggs and toast and coffee. That is nice. The day promises to be warm and pleasant, that is nice too. At nine there is a short text from the photographic gallery owner where he explains that he is ill with sinusitis and that the only way that the decision to make the exhibition can be done via a zoom conversation on his wife's mobile 'phone.
Redo the prints and have a pleasant conversation with the son about many things, he is such pleasant company.
The prints are much better now.
Take the lot down to the gallery, and speak to the owner remotely and to his wife directly. Before the negotiations there was a short conversation with a property owner in the outside area of the local Italian restaurant.
The matters are all agreed upon and the suggestions for the hanging of the exhibits accepted.
Go home, and have an afternoon nap.
In the evening go to the artist's studio and discuss the exhibition.
After all what is being exhibited are photos of his work.
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