Went to the bank and had a pleasant chat with Fabio, he asked about the coding workshop for which I was transferring money. I had emailed Marta/Angelo to say I would be a little late but I was a little early. I took my (ever-broken) bike to the shop so I could be a little late, as promised.

Angelo was getting a ride from his flatmate. He waved and smiled at me.

Later, I was standing in the courtyard, thinking about how Angelo and I beam at each other whenever we see each other, thinking about how I have the dream residency and the dream boss, thinking about how great my life is.

Jenny, Ainhoa and I swam/danced/rowed/hopped-on-one-foot to mensa.

There was a beautiful sliver of sunlight spilling from a column. I took a picture, holding my dirty espresso cup with my pinky. Lorena came over, said:  “Instagram!” #Column  #FabricaFashion

Afternoon, working on teaser-video concepts for the BVLGARI exhibit, thinking “snake mythology, fruit of knowledge, jewellery… cackling skull with rubies for eyes… OUR HAUNTED FRUIT STAND!”

Okay but here we go: A group of older men walk to the laundromat at twilight. As it grows dark they push each other around the parking lot in shopping carts. The mood is sweet. They are having a lot of fun. They are wearing high end designer jewellery.

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