The Aftermath

I thought I'd just post some of my thoughts after the fact.

All the work has been stripped from inside The Poly. All that remains is a smell of budget energy drinks and painful ink. I apologise sincerely to the artists who had to endure my slow descent into madness, but I see this as a light-hearted lifeline of relief. Much like Richard O'Brien in The Crystal Maze. It was humbling to see the artists still staring at paper after all those hours and they did us proud. Professional, committed and dedicated to the singular event. As if scribbling to save us all.

I would like to thank them all. Also The Poly, Feast, Martin Coote, Source FM, Cally Gibson, Sara Bowler and, of course, Philippa Rushworth.

All thats left to do is close the books and sort the legacy of this fine event. Keep checking this blog for more updates, as we have some ideas to repeat, but more presently, to collate the work in a publication. So three cheers for this particular brassy strut!

Regards,
Thomas Sharpe