Volume 23
Last week I entered the strange, strange world of Megumi Ishibashi.
This is a world where large, contorted, fibre-glass figures leave flight trails that arch across the sky or
struggle to escape from the arse-holes of technicoloured fish.
We built a new language and then we talked about studio spaces, art outside the gallery and residencies.
It was fun; I gave her a sketchbook.
I hope she likes it…
