My twenty-sixth birthday came and passed without too much fuss, which is just how I'd like it to have been. Of course there was a party, but it was small since the studio doesn't hold many people and I might have picked there because it is so smallI'm heading to Sweden next month for a show; it'll be nice to be back at home for a few days. I've had ( Read more... )

It's Francis' birthday in twenty days. Is anyone interested in a party? For the record, Andreas and Zacharias both are very, very interested in a party, replete with streamers, cake, and balloons. But not, for whatever reason, party hats.

Tomorrow is Zacharias' second birthday, sort of, and Sarah and I have been married for just a bit longer than that. It doesn't seem like it's been that long, but it has and I can say that I'm happy. I haven't really been able to say that, at least not truthfully, in a while. I think most of it is Andreas and Zacharias' fault, even though fault ( Read more... )

Weeks I've been working on this (relatively) large painting and I couldn't seem to finish. I didn't know what it needed and for the sake of not overdoing it and ruining it I left it sitting alone in the studio only to come back today with an idea and find that there were tiny and tinier handprints all along the bottom. I suppose it's pointless to ( Read more... )

I doubt I would have ever found this if I hadn't cleaned out my desk this morning. I was looking for my quill that writes in whatever color I'm in the mood for and here this is, laying right under it. It looks like we're starting out black, perhaps the charm's already worn off. I'm not particularly depressed or angry or anything. Though I think ( Read more... )

Thank Merlin, at least he's alive.
Not awake. But alive.
It's late, though.

I guess the only thing I regret about being a father is that I am not nearly wide enough across to let two boys and a puffskein sleep on my chest. Andreas gets jealous sometimes, but he doesn't understand that he had an entire year of it before his brother came along and most of the time, when it's naptime, we all end up on the bed instead ( Read more... )

Andreas is ill. He's been coughing all day and he's had a bit of a temperature and the poor boy is so miserable. He doesn't even want to play with anything except Zacharias and of course we can't let him near the baby. He's got an appointment at St Mungo's soon and I hope they can do something for him other than to give him a small dose of Pepper ( Read more... )

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The lovely Eveline Peasegood presented me with a packet of papers this morning outlining my next gallery showing ( Read more... )