(letterhead IRIS CLERT)
I am « head over heels » with hassles and really bad ones. I still have nothing in the gallery, everything is slowly dragging I am red with rage. Tomorrow I'll start we'll see. What a life what a job. [Pruchetevoi] has arrived, he is staying at Yves' house.
Saw Larcade this morning we'll see. There is the one-eyed man and his team who make themselves useful but they make me laugh.
My heart write to me and
I curse you for my book.
Your poor accumulator.