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The Estonian Philosopher.

What charity did that hotel donate to?

That was my work you imbicile. I have to pay bills also. I have to eat. I have to drink. I have to pay for my bed. I have to have sex and tatoos and fun. I don't have to choose to donate much of my time to charity, but I do.

You?
 
No, kabbes doesn't pity me. Envies, perhaps.

Nice attempt at recovery, but...

Get this fat man. I am succeeding as an artist travelling the World. I have many, many good friends everywhere. I raise money for charity whilst enjoying my life. I love life (even if I drink and stuff).

You?
 
Much better mood today :) A bit alcohol withdrawing grumpy, but summer is here! Beautiful evening. I need to source some portable lighting to put my master plan into action. Evenings is going to be where the money is.

I also need to do some painting. Want to paint, need to paint. 7 Sirens is my next project. All will be based on conversations I have with people. Sort of figurative representations of people I like lots. Hope to get the first up on ebay before I set off. I need a long conversation with someone who works in a bar in touristville :D

3 commissions to finish tomorrow. Invoices to deliver and collect. I owe Rambutan €23 and Hostal Viena €25. Current hotel bill is covered. Cash and work wise all is very good. Looking like a healthy start.

I'm in my favourite bar drinking fizzy water :( Good tapas though. Russian salad with asparagus on bread dribbled with tomato suacey stuff. This guy loves his work. That's what makes the bar so good.
 
PIN numbers!!!

Jesus wept. Just how long did that take?

Final commission to complete tomorrow. May as well work Granada for the weekend. Stuff into storage Tuesday. Madrid Tuesday night :) I'm getting there.

Think I may try and do Siren Number 1 at Rambutan. It's going to be green and bue. Very seawater. Loads of lively movement. One of the most adorable people I have ever met. And, it will hopefully be up for auction on ebay by Tuesday. Winning bidder pays the charity of their choice. Interested to see how this goes without any mainstream promotion.
 
Quick, post them here in case you forget them.

That's not a bad idea really. I will forget them unless I remember to change them.

Beautiful day again today, but weather is looking a bit iffy for Sunday. You need to keep an eye on weather forecasts. Rainy days cost money.
 
Change them to 1234. Nobody would ever think that you would use that.

Surprising the number of WiFi spots here who use qwerty1234, or 0000000000.

Anyway, can I take this opportunity to let all reading here that my PIN numbers are most definitely not 1984.
 
That was one of those HUGE days. They happen sometimes.

Morning started sketching in beautiful paradise gardens. Picking mandarins for breakfast fresh from the tree. Very nice work in a very nice setting with a free beer tap. Oh dear! Took pics. Photographic evidence will arrive sometime.

Afternoon on the streets I had to deal with all the crap you get in a single day. Crazy guy smashing bottles all over my pitch. Neither Guardia Civil, nor the court security were prepared to deal with him. I dealt with him in a very friendly, but Oi! sort of way. Policia local came out in force for some posh folks do. Stopped me sketching, because, well, you know, sketching is a bit threatening to some peeps.

Loads of crazy street people to deal with today. They aren't stupid. They will manipulate. You have to be a bit of a no messing cunt sometimes :(

Fuck tired. I'm retreating downtown :)
 
7am Sunday morning. Chocolate and churros in cafe bar Esmeralda :)

Seems Siren Number 1 is going to be 'sunshine girl' from California. We have a date to share a cheese and tomato picnic in the 'secret garden' before I leave.

I haven't slept. The streets and cafes are full of a confused mix of people going home and people waking up.

'You're very early' says the barman.
'No, I'm very late'.

Looks like the promised rain is coming, but it's very, very mild for April. Almost tropical. A fellow artist has returned from South America. I have some explaining to do. A very long story, but I stole his client, his painting and his girl :oops: I thought he was never going to return!
 
Rain :(

Forecast doesn't look brill for tomorrow either. So, picnic in the 'secret garden' has been exchanged for a cauliflower cheese cooking session in return for use of a washing machine. Lavanderia was going to cost €16. Far better to sepnd that on good food for Two and good company. Cauliflower cheese with new potatoes and Mexican salad :)

I'm a bit stuffed on the cash front mind. Got my cards. Got my PIN numbers. All cool, so put cash into bank. All I had to do was call the 365 days a year, 24 hours a day number to activate them. First attempt - cut off after 10 minutes of crap Vivaldi. Second attempt - nothing. Third attempt - "you have to call this other number, but it only works on weekdays between 8am and 3pm".

Spain!
 
Still pissing it down. I need to find a bed on credit, or take advantage. Bed on credit then. My cards won't work until tomorrow.

Then again, a night of...
 
!Bueno!

I pay tomorrow.

That's €23 for Rambutan
€25 for Austria, or whatever
and, now €45 for Venecia.

I'm due to collect €80 tomorrow, so a bit of a difference to make up after a wet Sunday :(

But, I am entertaining sunshine girl tomorrow and getting my washing done :) She'll probably get to see King Rollo and get good conversation + good meal also :)

Another day, another week
 
Difficult day interrupted by 4 hours of very beuatiful company. I deserved the difficult. Fucked my brains a bit yesterday. Oh well!

First stop to client 1 for collection. Manaña manaña. Second stop to client 2. Manaña manaña. Stop 3 to Rambutan to collect clothes to wash with someone who kindly offered use of washing machine. Bunch of insecure, jealous fuckwits. Christ almighty!!! Seriously Christ Almighty. What a fucking bunch of pricks!

Call the 365 days a year, 24 hours a day number to activate my cqards because today is Monday - not one of the specials days when they don't work. Give passport number then get loads of stupid questions I am payiing 40 Cents a minute for. Do you have a loan with banco xxxx? No. Do you have any investments with banco xxx. Well, sort of - you have my cash. Then my phgone credit ran out. Nice €5 worth of shyte Bach this time.

Go to cash point after meeting the very lovely 'L' who saved my day. Beautiful. Photos will come. That was 4 hours of exceptionally beautiful conversation and company. Painting will come. Cash point says something about temporary technical reasons - please remove your card.

Back to pension to explain and ask for another night on credit. Difficult negotiation, but I got there. They are actually very nice people here.

Going to download lots of photos. Will upload them here after I've had a spliff. No booze today beyond a couple of glasses of wine with beautiful company :)
 
Somewhere in Granada is a very secret place I only introduce very secret people to. Few people know about this place. I never see anyone else there unless I took them with me. It is truly a secret garden. I took Lorena. She loved it. Very rarely do I post pics on the web of the people I spend time with, but Lorena won't mind. She's a dancer. I love dancers because I can't dance :)

The secret garden...
 

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Have to get my shit together tomorrow.

Lorena will be Siren Nº1. I want to get the painting auctioned on ebay before I start moving again.

I owe money, I am owed money. Useless complications. Tidy up time. Collect. Pay. Paint. Leave.

Madrid by Wednesday :)
 
FFS! Bank cards still don't work. Do I need them? Perhaps I can getaway with PayPal for putting paintings up for auction on ebay.

New jeans.
 

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A very dry, warm wind suddenly swirled and gusted around the city. Where did that come from?

I bumped into beautiful 'N' for the second time today. I love beautiful 'N'. I love beautiful people.

Life is complicated, isn't it 'Stan'

Possibly the nicest 'fuck off' I've ever been 'given' in my life :( and :)

"well, you can make life very simple if you want to" says I.

The wind is warm, gusting and exciting. I am staying out for the night.
 
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