Well that was an experience. Wandered into a darkened gallery space in Newtown to the welcome of a short Argentinian man called Andreas who didn’t know what was going on with the exhibition so he told me to call who I assumed was his wife and gallery director, Anita. She answered and we couldn’t understand each other so she told me to put Andreas back on, and after much heated Spanish and many ci’s and buenos I was told that I could leave my work with them and it would be exhibited. I guess that this experience will be one of the stories told for years to come. I just thought that it was an experience worth sharing.