I've just had the most wonderful hour practising my flute. It was just one of those times where the tone is just right and you get caught up in it all, which makes you remember why you started playing your instrument in the first place ( Read more... )

I thought painting was supposed to be relaxing. I nearly broke my paintbrush in half just now with frustration. It's 99.9% done and I have literally millimetres of paint to put on in order for it to be finished, but the risk of ruining it all is quite significant and I keep having to blot off the paint I put on. Nyarg ( Read more... )

I have a somewhat stern-looking Poirot on the TV; it's frozen on pause and I am waiting for the remote to charge. Hence I am back on the old internet ( Read more... )

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I really got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I woke up convinced that I had some sort of job interview scheduled that I'd forgotten about, and Chewie was yowling his head off in the kitchen. It was also cold, very, very cold! Even the pink pyjamas that Kay bought me in the not-so-secret Santa didn't save me ( Read more... )

Well, life at The Cube in the Square gallery and studios has been quite a varied experience of late ( Read more... )

Today is one of those days which is being sucked away by the internet. So I thought I would update lj, which of course will help counter this significantly ( Read more... )

I have summised that our current house of plagoo situation has come as a result of walking though the rain in Oxford last Saturday and driving back in wet clothes ( Read more... )

Today's missions are to dye my hair (read: persuade Pete to dye my hair) and make something for the SOFA exhibition. I need to do four pieces and get them framed before submission in August. No more faffing; Jasmine Beckett-Griffith posts a painting a day on facebook, so it's not impossible.

*~K~*

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