Note to self...

Note to self….

Well after an absolutely artic week with snow, hail and extremely cold temperatures, Good Friday, was very sunny, and dare I mention the word, spring-like. It’s still very cold in the shade, but at least the daffodils and crocuses don’t look as foolish as they have the last few weeks.

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Go Ahead Punk - make my St Patrick's Day

I love St Patrick’s day! Yes, I really do, honestly! You may well ask why…
It’s not the very cold and wet weather that we usually experience – and this year was no exception – it’s not the childhood memories of standing, miserably, in the rain on Westmoreland Street, looking at the even-more-miserable people on the floats. It’s not being mesmerised by the colour of the majorettes legs (a sort of piglet pink/purple /blue marbled effect), in stark contrast with the faux-tanned faces and the cheery bubble gum pink smiles.



Northward Ho!

Yesterday I went up to Belfast with a few friends including Sheila Pomeroy, (who has a fantastic exhibition at the Molesworth Gallery, Dublin), and Tony Strickland. We were meeting Neil Shawcross for lunch at his studio. He has these gatherings quite regularly, but up until yesterday I hadn’t been able to get to one.



The finished article

I spent yesterday finishing the “head wrecker” drawing that I had started earlier in the week. I had asked myself why I had started such a complicated image many times, but when I finished it  I felt I had accomplished something and felt like starting another immediately!!!




One 'flu over the cuckoo's nest

Having yet another dose of sort-of-flu and now on antibiotics has some benefits. I have been able, because I am going practically nowhere, and with LSH away (so no one to distract me except the three ‘mouse’keteers, Missy, Pip and Squeak), to resume work on “the Big drawing”. Honestly, I wish I never started it!



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