The Tree House Gallery, Regent's Park...

I am bound to be critical,I am a carpenter and joiner. It would look it's best through innocent and uninitiated eyes. Form follows function if you don't look too closely. There were plenty of occasions that without intervention children would have been ejected out of the tree house from under the book shelf. Me grumpy grown up iz a professional when it comes to health and safety and accident avoidance. It got the stamp of an architect I am told. He helped to get approval. "The park is insured for squillions of pounds",I heard tell. Insurance policies don't prevent accidents from happening. Personal liability extends to everyone involved in the design and build as well as the use and supervision. Luck was with all who were involved in the project; Best not rely on luck next time if there is one.
Yep I am bound to be critical. No one could deny the intelligence and raw potential talent of the team members on the ground. Top of the pyramid, in principle at least. Even I recognise that and I don't drink. It was regrettable to be confronted by two young people newly arrived from a night on the razzle Supping their breakfast from a quarter bottle of whiskey. Wed an' Ill struggled to retain one line of reason between two. They sounded good to them. In another life or another venue it could have set back carreers or ended them completely. Meks no odds to me lads, but you shouldn't have tried so hard to be influencial. The subject of discussion was personal responsibility to others, they being the vulnerable clientelle, in that instance families with children. One of you want to "do film", you were projecting the wrong images at me. I hope it ends there. Two servings of well worn advice, I have never been too well known for my naive niceness.One,Avoid being used as an apologist for someone elses bad behaviour;and two, never argue with a righteous man. Sober or drunk. Hey chaps I didn't need to listen, what I heard was bad enough. You made an old giffer cross then in denial of your obvious condition and spurrious rationale,you were last witnessed with your arms about each other in mutual soulful counseling;emotional objectivity is something we develop when we are alone.When there is no-one there to tell you you are right. The available publicity barring the sociable network's "are you going?",promoted the groups professional aspirations very well.The impression of a floating pyramid in search of a terrestrial collateral base has stuck with me after many days and much thought. As a whole unit you haven't yet learned to press the buttons of the common working population that would be called upon to support your creatively artistic talents. An overview on the ground is that the group is begging, aching for patronage from above.You be dazzled by each others light. Reckons they'd shine brighter as individuals The little point of common mutual interest of a specialist elite needs more than a subsection of consensus support. Modest success would come by popular acclaim, fame and celebrity can be easily bought by licking the spittle of the masters hand. You all have brave hearts and high principles,but the installation is not a traveling roadshow. It is for sure a grand little place for saying hello and goodbye till next we meet. If ever we do. Singular experience needs room to grow,time to make space for each other.
13 pots of damson jam just got made. It took best part of a day to get those little plums stoned. We can be highly critical but we makes good jam. Tomorrow I will dig up some new blackcurrant bushes to give to a friend. she's not on Facebook but who cares?
Anne-Sophie and I as a unit would welcome you all as individuals for as long as you could stand it. We grow towards the coming need. Firm foundation is not an esoteric mystery