For Cathy and Andrew, the first months of the year were filled with lots of work, short days and busy nights, but also many plans and expectations. While Andrew worked hard to open his new club - a huge investment he made - and slowly started to paint again, Cathy decided to revive an old project and write a book. It wasn’t a novel, but rather a series of personal essays on her experience as a s*x worker and an art world muse, things she would usually write with no serious purpose whenever she had the time. When the Rascal paintings became famous, many magazines and websites wanted a piece of her, and interview invitations arrived like crazy. But she wanted to remain a mystery, not a complete mystery, but rather this type of inaccessible figure that everyone knew no more than enough about.
