Quiet Time

A big thank you to everyone who sent birthday wishes yesterday, it was much appreciated. I delivered the paintings to the exhibition venue today, and left them shining enthusiastically (at least, I hope that's what they were doing!). I've never shown the paintings in public before, so it'll be interesting to see what happens. It's a local exhibition, with cream teas, so I'll be able to go and mingle from time to time, and have a cream scone or two... so much for thinking about slimming down a bit...

My table is piled high with work, but my time is spent doing other things. People are still calling about the 'Creating Community' workshop on 2 June in Norwich, which will, I hope, create a self-sustaining group of artists with mental health issues. Fifteen people have signed up so far, it promises to be a good day. And there's a mountain of ironing and other housework to be done, at some point. But this afternoon, the youngest cat, Merlin, and I dozed through the afternoon in the warmth of the conservatory. All work and no play (or naps, for that matter) is not good for either Jack or Jill. That said, this particular Jill had better go look and see what we can have for tea. Eating is important enough for me to exert myself!

Frequent visitors will recognise 'Eight Blue Dots and a Circle', this time presented on turquoise handdyed cloth stretched over canvas. I've decided not to make the piece interactive; the individual pieces aren't stiff enough to cope with being moved regularly. But the canvas is square, so I dare say that, if you wanted a change, you could simply turn it upside down...