Today, Zoë came around with some words she had written for a track I gave her, which we recorded. It came out pretty well; sort of like a more spoken-word Saint Etienne or something, only with a more casiopunk-meets-C86 feel. It turns out that we work really well together creatively; if I wasn't going to the UK, we'd almost certainly start a band/music project, with a proper name and all. Maybe when I come back.
I also took some artworks down to Glitch, the bar/venue/gallery around the corner from the flat I'm vacating. They'll show them all in one go in a month and a bit. I won't be around to see them exhibited, though.