It's called Idle Vault for a reason - It can just sit here for months and months without any attention but it's here when I need it to be. Sometimes I become so wedged under my rock that any attempt to communicate with the wider world seems, at best pointless - the concepts and observations exist only within my own conscious and I fail to be an artist. It's a full time commitment, a self fulfilling prophecy - a secret stash, a compulsive hoard - one day caving in on me I'm sure.
But, The end of the world is nigh (allegedly) and as a result I am currently packing my belongings and heading out to Nitra, Slovakia to take part in two exhibitions exploring this...
It seems fitting.
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