The romance of three hundred year old muck!

As the builders near the completion of the reconstruction of our conservatory I have been compelled to take advantage of the window of opportunity which their activity makes possible. Today I had a particularly thought-provoking experience. They have created a certain amount of broken glass, removing the old windows. Some of this has fallen down … Read more

I’m biding my time.

I have decided to stop beating myself up about the fact that I am not painting anything at the moment. To do so would be quite unreasonable in the context of all the things that have happened since the autumn, and the things which engage me at the moment. When I look back on the … Read more

I’m biding my time

I wonder if you are familiar with the song of that title, by Cleo Laine. I love her voice, because she has such a capacity to communicate subtle emotional differences. In this case what could be a submission to strategic patience is lifted by the suggestion that a game is being played. Ambiguity has great … Read more