Time to kick ass

Well, that’s what I’ve been told. I’ve never kicked ass before at an exhibition, but then again I’ve never hosted a solo show, so there’s always a first. I’ve usually just gone for the free wine, got mildly squiffy and then sloped off the nearest pub.

At present, all I have in my head is the scene from Kill Bill Vol1 when Uma Thurman enters the restaurant in a yellow leather jumpsuit, armed with nothing more than a reasonably pointy katana.

Is that a suitable get up for an exhibition launch? I need to go home and look though my wardrobe for suitable attire.

So cue the music…