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Straight lines and dodgy eyesight. Not that I was ever any good at putting up things in straight lines! However, with my ‘diabetic trampoline’ blood sugars these days, I’m not actually sure I’m able to even see when they are skew. Wall-easels up in the studio with the paintings surviving the first onslaught of wild weather. My shoulders not enjoying the ‘Sistine Chapel’ contortions

Boating Pond It isn’t the cleverest idea to burn ones fingers, and an even worse idea if you are a finger painter! Testing the edges of my limited ability in the kitchen, with Terry still out of action for another month with her broken wrist. Fortunately, it’s only a couple on my right hand, which are more of a nuisance on the bicycle than in

‘Paddle Steamer’ Oil on canvas 60cmx90cm Harbour Town Adventure Water. Complex. Demanding. Knuckles smearing paint. Paddle steamer at sunset across the Estuary from the studio. The paintings at the new Avo Pomme exhibition perfectly capturing the emerging growth from the ashes of the fires. Delicate life, exquisite in its simplicity. Bernice’s canapés, once again, transcending the paintings. That fragment of a view between sweat drops on my glasses,

It's been a long time since I was in a kayak and it showed as we fell out almost immediately. However, we managed the paddle around to the yacht club without further mishap, despite the water chop and power boat wakes. Fun ahead. Curiosity, settling into some form of understanding. Appreciation of incredible amount of work taken to generate the volume, and complexity of

For Spring 2016, surround yourself in colours full of the energy of a new season. Flora, the Roman goddess of flowering plants, was depicted wearing light spring clothing, holding small bouquets of flowers, sometimes crowned with blossoms. Ovid identifies Her with the Greek flower-nymph Chloris, whose name means "yellow or pale green", the colour of Spring. Step into a magical wonderland of Impressionist flowers, one

  Keel boats out at play in the sunshine. Fish Eagles calling from blue skies. My calves screaming after the never ending climb up the Pezula hill. Fantabulous burger at Easthead suitable compensation. The studio cold in the mornings before the sun visits. A couple of small paintings finished, and others packed and sent off to their new homes. An emotional handing over of a copy of

Translucent sails against the shimmering water. Slow cooked pork belly (the Voignier, Weber grilled type), with green beans and Mum's crunchy Tai green salad, overlooking another stunning sunset across the lagoon. Ateraxia Pinot a stunning accompaniment. Especially when combined with a taste of Vosges Pink Himalayan crystal salt, caramel chocolate. Muscles weary from carting the boxes of books into the apartment. Treasures from our

My fingers are full of holes, and there is more blood than paint on the panel I'm making for the laundry cupboard. My skills at carpentry a tad lacking, and I certainly don't have the correct tools. None of which makes a difference when you can't get the measurements precise! In my defense, the panel was incorrectly cut at the building supplier, which

At the studio, the new windows arrived at day break, and the efficient team from Mickelwood were soon breaking out the old doors and walls. With noise and dust exploding from the studio, we left for a day at the market and the festival on Leisure Island. By the end of the day we had new windows and a new, working, front door. The