Spatial Awareness

Saturday morning: running with snot, headachy, feeble, in no fit state to do do anything but return to bed, I found myself dragging large pieces of furniture across a carpeted room. As I think I mentioned in my last London Notes post, returning to Moffat hasn’t been as depressing as I expected. In fact, it […]

Asemic

I spent most of today wanting to stab myself in the face with a fountain pen but the Mr., with his astonishing tenacity, saved me, yet again, from yowling despair. After some weeks dithering in the stagnant pool of procrastination I woke up yesterday knowing what to do to pull my exhibition together; I could […]

Yes No Please HELP…

Feeling a bit like a puppy in a snowstorm at the moment, excitedly trying to grab every flake. On Wednesday I made one of those breakthroughs I’ve heard other artists speak of (Picasso seeing tribal masks for the first time springs to mind), and I really want to just dive in and luxuriate in it. […]