Nexus Show 2
I went to visit the space for the first time yesterday. It's one of those places that could be interesting, were it not filled with the varying debris of commercial fallout. Managed to get the organisers to project my work above the space rather than being just another thing on the wall. But they promised to get back to me on a ladder. Not 'on' a ladder, about a ladder.
My area microphone also arrived from whichever far eastern country has the misfortune of falling under dollar imperialism this decade. I can't say it woks great, but then, because it's not a normal microphone it's hard to know. It only picks up ambient noise levels and around my house the only ambient noise comes from the inane cackling of the witches who serve pasties in Greggs below my office.