Wednesday, 12 September 2018

There's something about autumn that turns on the work gene, which is all creativity is really: work. There, does that puncture the grandeur of the term create for you? It's ordinary, we are all blessed with the ability to do it, to work at it until it becomes second nature.


Tuesday, 11 September 2018

A small yard adjoins my studio (the studio itself is miniscule). The yard is marvellously uncluttered because of Fire Regulations. Aha, but at the end of the yard a small outhouse holds the clutter that would otherwise be in the yard. 
       Today I cleared it out.

Monday, 10 September 2018

Monday has begun. How can the mind be awake and the body still asleep? This could be the state Monsieur Descartes was in when trying to work out his theory. I can just see in my mind's eye Monsieur Spinoza thumbing his nose at him.


Monday, 6 August 2018

When days involve a lot of decluttering a cat is an excellent companion.


Friday, 3 August 2018


Part of good interior design is smart avoidance of undue expense. I will be more than happy to pay a registered plumber to fit an extra washbasin - but paying to have a chimney breast removed is a dream too far. My alternative plan is to use the fireplace space (which is blocked in, its floor area fitted with lino its walls painted white), as storage space. The plastic-wrapped pillows and duvet for the new bed are going in there. Then I will cover the opening with a large Daler board which I have previously painted to match the walls. Done. 


I managed to fulfil a little part of my dream yesterday. Art and life 'merged' and were one. They jolly well have to. 

pencilled in some of the horizontal triangles I'm painting above the bathroom washbasin and filled in one of the smaller triangles in just the right blue. All while loading up the towels etc. to go to the launderette. Today's task is preparation, painting on primer to some Daler boards.