Martin Summers is dapper. He has a great tan. He talks with an impeccable English accent and arrives on a scooter. Martin is an art dealer and he sells Stuart’s work. Today we had lunch with him (we all ordered a plate of tarted up fish and chips) and talked about bikini-clad nymphs appearing in his office, Tara Summers - his daughter of whom he is exceptionally proud - and of course painting.

Tara is starring in a new movie about the life of Warhol Factory star Edie Sedgwick. By most accounts Edie was a tragic figure, so her life should be material for a gripping movie. Tara Summers is also going to be starring in a movie about women who become addicted to their rampant rabbit vibrators. Sounds fun. Carri gave us a disk with her graphics today; we were blown away. Carri has such a unique vision; she operates with some weird internal logic that spews out a whole universe of creatures, ideas and palettes that relate to each other via her distinct perspective. Carri’s world is exaggerated and exotic, I’d like to live there, in all that colour.

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