Fiona Hall: Suzette. Suzette: Ms Hall? F: Sorry to call late. S: What time is it? F: It’s Wrong Way Time. Hahaha! S: … F: It’s 3am. S: Jesus. Don’t you sleep? F: I’ll sleep when I’m dead. Hey. Just finished another sculpture for the Biennale. Shall I text you a pic? S: Oh. Sure. […]
Wrong Way Time
