not yet 10 pm, and my eyes are closing, my eyelids get heavy and I could sleep where I stand. The usual jetlag ... my body still lives in Asian time. Nothing to do about it, it takes me a week to adjust to this european time-zone!
Meanwhile, the Gallery Naruyama announces the sale of a portrait of a young man, supposedly painted by Sadao Hasegawa, the famous Japanese gay male artist. It's clearly his style, from the early period, so the gallery might be right.
He's one of my favorite artists, and he went into an eternal jetlag, since he committed suicide, you know, one of those formal Japanese ones. Japan has always fascinated me without attraction: I love everything that comes from there, but I don't feel the urge to go and visit it.
So, off I go !!! Like a good boy, early to bed :-) No Japanese boy (legal age) at my side tonight though :-)
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