I have a big day ahead. 100 or so young artists wait with night-crawlered breath for a decision made by a panel of three, myself included. I have no idea how many will make the cut, but hope those on the losing end can find their way to regeneration. Something like that, but I'm a bit pressed for time. It will be I who chooses best for a small cash prize.
Yesterday, while waiting for calls to be returned, I neglected to make another more important than the others.