i’m very lucky…
…in many ways. Today, because I felt I needed to, I was able to just rest and listen to the rain. I’ve been pushing myself a lot recently, maybe too much, and it’s time to dial back a little and rest. A few years ago, before I really realised I was ill, I used to more »
work in progress
I was sorting out a pile of washing (again) this morning and realising (again) that I had too much for one load. I asked myself (again) why it felt like the washing was NEVER finished. The truth is unless I was dead, or wore the same thing day-in day-out (sometimes, believe me, that does feel more »
i’m taking…
…a bit of a teabreak from things this weekend – trying to shift gears and relax and recuperate. Working on The Beany #2 has shown me a couple of things. Firstly, that over the last few months I have been able to do more than I thought I could, and secondly, that I haven’t been more »
the beany…
…continues to grow, which is encouraging. I’m working my way through the last few months. All I’m reading and seeing is definitely giving me food (and not junk food) for thought. It’s been such an up and down time. Actually a mostly down time. A challenging time might be the best thing to call it. more »
i found this quick sketch…
…that I made the last time I visited Mcdonalds back in January. I remember the visit well. I had a Big Mac, large fries and a cup of coffee. I ate the food, drank the coffee, and tried to enjoy it. It was supposed to be a treat for myself. I always loved Mcdonalds when more »
this coming week…
…I’m planning on spending my time getting The Beany #2 ready to go to the printers. It’s been interesting going though old sketchbook, picking out what I’m going to use, revisiting the last few months of my life. They haven’t been the easiest ever – quite the opposite from the comfortable time I planned to more »
anytime, anywhere…
I’ve learnt that if I want to sustain my creativity then I’ve got to accept that life has a habit of getting in the way, that there will never be the perfect time to be creative, that there will always be something else to do. I’ve taken to carrying around numerous different sized sketchbooks with more »
i’ve found…
…my beloved Rotring Art Pen. I lost it back in January when I seemed to be losing so much. Yesterday I was getting my mother’s shopping out of the car and had to squeeze down on the floor between the front and back seats to retrieve her escaped People’s Friend (I didn’t want to leave more »
slow coffee…
…morning. I’ve taken to boiling my old whistling kettle instead of using the faster electric one. Partly the change has been forced on me. G. decided to clean the old kettle and it hasn’t worked since. I did bring in my studio kettle for a while but I missed having out with me when I more »
i am…
(Inspired by a list on the back cover of A Year with Swollen Appendices). I am a tea drinker a cat-lover a man gay optimistic an artist a stroller a napper a beanie wearer in love an ME/CFS sufferer often confused learning to be well a son a brother an uncle a Godfather fatherless thirty-seven more »
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