After a period of inconsolable sickness, my laptop is well again. It was this time last year that I started my “diary without words”, a record of my (almost) daily pochades. The arrival of Titus brought an abrupt halt to progress, but the sale of 3 this week has reignited an urge to start again. The commission I was working on has been completed, posted and appreciated but, before I could get going on the next one, or dig out my pochade box, I had to suppress the urge to paint in order to focus on a build-up of paperwork and a heap of forward planning. That done, I am now so organised and planned-out that I have reached a state of complete inertia today, so Titus is in luck until the urge returns.
|Number 47 |
after puppy training & before everything stopped in October
|Number 42 |
just before puppy collection in September
|Number 35 |
one of my favourites - "hello sunshine"
|Number 38 |
a blissful afternoon at Lamigo Bay in August
|Number 14 |
camping trip to Skye in July
|Number 10 |
trying out my new brushes in July