Couldn't sleep for thinking. Nothing of great substance, just that feeling of fingers in too many pies. Solution? Start another blog, set up a website, get busier...
Spent the whole day in the studio for the first time in ages, it was wonderful. I cut up one of the paintings I exhibited in the South West Survey (BRAG) and sewed it into a handbag. Probably some of the neatest sewing I've done in a while. Must be the oil-painted canvas.
BFF (2009) AFTER
There is something wonderful about defacing then destroying something that was so laboriously created as a precious object. Put it out, pull it back, carve it into something else. The process takes over.
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