I was rummaging through an old hard drive and found these amazingly rubbish Photoshop collages I made at the very start of a birds eye job for Tony Barry. They are hysterical. And not too far away from the finished thing either.
I have been thinking about how much I'd love a huge mirror like the one from from Darling
Although instead of invites to gallery openings and notes like 'phone the BBC' I'm sure mine would end up being full of bills and notes saying 'Gone to Tesco'. Real life just isn't as cool as a 60's film...