Hosting a local art exhibition can be an uphill struggle….
“Is that a hoof or a horn?” Says a bespectacled chap dressed in safari hat and leather waistcoat, squinting at an unusual rendition of a buffalo. His glass of red wine, together with a typed price list, is clutched at a perilous angle.
“Peter dhaarling, so glad you could make it! I thought you were still charging about Samburu with those dreadful paying clients?” Malindi air kisses the weathered face of the safari guide, who happens to be an ex-husband of hers.
“Wouldn’t have missed this for the world my dear!” Peter says, waggling his eyebrows at a young brunette standing behind, nearly spilling his wine all over Malindi.
Malindi is an astute businesswoman and has lived in Nairobi long enough to know that laying on free drinks will guarantee you a crowd, come hell or tropical rainstorm….
Read the Full Article Here: The Telegraph: Malindi the Expat Artist
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