Getting the hang of this!

So I'm really excited for the upcoming week; tomorrow I'm going to see the Pop Life exhibition at Tate Modern and then next Saturday its FRIEZE time. Between now and next weekend I will definitely write about how excited I am about Frieze more than is actually necessary. I just love it, the people, the art, the buzz, the sculpture park! Last year I stood next to David La Chapelle as I explained to my mum why I'm not a Warhol fan and actually nearly stopped breathing! How are they going to top the smoking booths and the red carpet?

Just. So. Excited.

I'm already dreaming that Jake and Dinos Chapman are there and offer me a job shadowing their every move.

So anyway, enough rambling. Last year I was handed an orange A4 piece of paper. I read what was on it, fell in love, and now it sits proudly on my dressing table in a black/grey frame
(I curated it myself!) It has actually become a test for life- if you get it, you get me. Anyway read it for yourselves:

The last time I saw you, you asked me to tell you
what I wanted. You said you couldn't tell, that I
was ambivalent. You don't even have a favorite
color, you said. But that's not true. My favorite
color is your favorite color. My favorite meal,
yours. Why does this make you so angry? I have my
own mind but my desire is not a thinking: it is an
echo, a reverberating shock. Why can't I want for
myself the same things you want for you? Why can't
I love myself as you love me? I am so much yours, I
am no longer myself.

For me, it transformed the art at Frieze from something to look at, to something to touch and not only that but Frieze then became slightly more democratic. I cannot afford to buy anything apart from the sushi, so this allowed me to take something home and have it become a part of my life. After all is that not what art is about?

Ciao for now!

P.S if anyone know's the author/artist please tell me!