RIP Adam Milburn. 

 My friend, We met painting skirting boards at SLG, big soda days, Buenos Aires; Don Julio, the only other person in the crowd who saw the funny side of getting robbed at gunpoint, you patiently teaching me basic moves on premier for the 10,000th time eating pizza in hackney wick. I never ever could have made my ICA show without you, not just practically but emotionally, psycologically. I always looked up to you, was inspired by your sense of humor and kindness, your ability to smash stuff out and also have a chill as fuck world view. Im so sad your gone. Im going to miss chatting shit with you. Ill alaways be thankful for your support, insight and creativity. and thankful to have been your friend. 

Im sad that the world is so big and that you died so far on the other side of it. but Ill think about you often.