Enthusiasms and the Kitchen
'And it's true that I am a person of enthusiasms,' writes Nigella Lawson in the introduction to her book, Simply Nigella.* I, also, am a person of enthusiasms. Some people…
Mobility
When I got an iPad (my first) in April, I had high hopes for all the things I’d be able to do with/on it. My laptop is getting old (5…
Possession
The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly--and true-- But let a Splinter swerve-- 'Twere easier for You--To put a Current back-- When Floods have slit the Hills-- And scooped a…
Workings Out
Trying to make sense of some stuff and, also, have been fretting that I haven’t published a post yet this year, so I thought I’d combine the two. Screenshot from…
Artist Date 2: A Commission
I tend to think I'm rubbish at working to someone else's specifications. That commissions stifle my imagination. But, the only projects I've managed to complete, successfully, in the last year…
An Artist and her Bus Pass
I am on a lonely road and I am travelling, sang Joni Mitchell in a song I like very much. But her problem could be considered quite the opposite of…
The Artist’s Date
Like everyone, Covid has affected my life in a zillion random ways. While I've had the very good fortune not to get sick, I'm somewhat weighted by certain repercussions. No…
The Hawks Nib
It’s a Butey!
Tuesday 20 JulyI sit at the window of a kitchen that is mine for the week, like a cat safe in the knowledge its curiosity won't kill it here. On…
A Quickie
Where has the time since my last post gone? I wonder if now I'm that old time moves in odd ways; or, rather, the way I experience time has changed?…
Stinging Sixties
Thanks to my parents not being able to keep their hands off each other for, preferably, another twenty years, a week ago I became sixty. I've known it was going…