Blue Tuesday. I go off to the Mandela Rhodes to celebrate with Dan Halter’s Glenfiddich residency. Melvyn Minnaar is there and berates Blackman for going to the capitalist Joburg Art Fair. It means that Blackman will explain, through a Glennfidich induced woolgathering, why the Art Fair is of some use. The point that he seems to be making is that at least the buyers actually fund the Arts unlike some of the institutions that are meant to, but don’t. I don’t buy it. Blackman and Halter try to take two bottles of fifteen-year-old. They are reprimanded. Halter descends the stairs on Blackman’s back and produces a small work of art into a pot plant on exiting the building.
We head off to Christian Nerf’s \ɧ/=WTF. Dan meets up with his two Romanticist friends Philip and Rodin via Skype and produces another work of art on the glass window protecting the computer from just such ejaculations. He borrows Lynette Bester’s eyeliner and, in backward writing, produces a work called ‘Masturbation Can Come in Handy’. The work, one of the better in the show, is quickly removed by Kathryn Smith with her handy supply of wet ones. Wildebeest arrives and demands information from Blackman. Blackman is reticent. Wildebeest is incandescent. It starts getting unpleasant. I go for a fag in the passageway and see Blackman piggybacking Halter out of the show. We leave and head to the Kimberly. Halter meets an old friend and Blackman, David Scadden and I go off to install Scadden’s show that opens the next day.
Black Wednesday. All is good for the show. Blackman’s Vinyl is the best he has ever produced and I get off work early and the DVD player breaks half an hour before the opening. A swift search, we discover a Macbook and we are all very happy. Some people come to the show, they drink our booze. Wildebeest arrives and asks Blackman for words. He doesn’t have any. She demands to know why he can’t find them but he can’t find them. I go for a fag at the Kimberley and find Our Uncle berating Crazee. ‘You must get a boyfriend who can drive a car.’ Our Uncle does not seem to realize that this would discount 90% of the art world of Cape Town. We close up the gallery and I go home alone.
We wake up early and go to the airport to get to the Joburg Art Fair. We arrive and sit in a press conference. Ross Douglas tells us that the less money for the Art Fair this year means that it has produced better work and everybody has been worked harder because of it. The man from FNB tells us that art is a good way to invest money. The woman from Grolsch is hot. Blackman seems to think that Art Fair could have been even better without the money from the sponsors. I don’t buy it. We meet many of our friends and we are all very happy. That is we are all very happy except for Blackman. He realizes, on seeing Baylon Sandri, that he does not have the shirt Baylon gave him at Wayne Barker’s recent Super Boring with the caveat that he wear it at the Art Fair. Blackman lies to Baylon telling him that he has it. In actual fact he has given it to Robert Sloon. Blackman asks Sloon for it back. Sloon is reticent. Blackman is incandescent. It is all super boring. I go off to my supper and boarding.