Searching for secrets
After yet another forced delay, I’ve got back to the painting I’ve been working on for a couple of weeks now. The erotic abstract that… Read More »Searching for secrets
After yet another forced delay, I’ve got back to the painting I’ve been working on for a couple of weeks now. The erotic abstract that… Read More »Searching for secrets
The art workshop being the first one of the calendar year tends to be a little more off beat than the others. I think the… Read More »Tits and all
Her mother hadn’t a clue. It was just an invite, after all, for dinner. She regularly asked her mother around for dinner, so why would… Read More »Surprise surprise
There I was, quietly working away, when… The phone rang……. I answered it (as you do….) “Hello, can I speak to Mrs G”“She doesn’t live here… Read More »Windows on the world
Today was going to be reasonably quiet, with me working on the new painting later on – probably about sixish. But, as is sometimes the case,… Read More »Awaken within
Discussing the subject matter of the painting with the person who has to live with it is always hugely important. I always ask questions to… Read More »Not infront of the children
When my new friend the muse visited my house over Christmas, she wasn’t sure what to expect she informed me after the visit. She hasn’t known… Read More »The Artists House
I knew at the beginning of the year that it was going to be a difficult one. I didn’t know at the time that it… Read More »The end of this year
My Christmas was good, as good as I’d hoped for. Quiet on the day itself, which is what my man and I had wanted as… Read More »I’d almost forgotten
It’s funny (and not in a good way) having a funeral so close to Christmas. Two days before Christmas and most people are doing the… Read More »Good cheer, eventually
It’s a reflective time, and certainly a strange one. People are wishing me a Happy Christmas full of good cheer and bonhomie and all I can… Read More »Love accepted
I’ve been to a lot of funerals. Too many of them, for sure. But part of life is dealing with death. I haven’t arranged many funerals though… Read More »Musical goodbyes from the heart
Today’s the day my Mum died. It’s been a big year. And now this. I’ll talk some more about my Mum. But not today.
The invite was for lunch, and we gladly accepted. I knew she did a proper Sunday lunch regularly for her extended family, and was greatly touched… Read More »Conversation stoppers and starters
Today the house that I’ve been renting for the last three months, finally, belongs to me. Paid for. Completed. Now I can start to put… Read More »Completed