Saturday, 18 August 2012
With this in mind, I'm heading off on a residential course for the next week to write. Just write. Only Writing. The very idea makes my brain go inside out with incomprehension. But there it is.
It's going to be weird. No question. But I think I can handle it.
Anyone interested in booking on the Painting with Chalk Pastels Course (13 September - 1 November) can still reach me by mobile (might be voice mail, but I'll get back to you, I promise!), and e-mails will be answered.
So for now, Away we go!
Friday, 3 August 2012
|Meeting of Ways K Howell 2012 Pastel on Paper (Very Small)|
Summer is full of longer, more circuitous routes. Even our broadband is on holiday. I don't think it's the heat.
A short drive home from a camping trip became an exciting day-long exercise in finding a way off a vehicle-mosaic M road. Probably beautiful and sparkly from the circling helicopters' point of view. On ground level, more of a study in passive/aggressive driving. But I digress.
Work on larger pieces has stalled. In the short term, I'm doing tiny studies when the English summer will allow.
Detours give us the opportunity to come at things from a new direction, with a new perspective. The trick is probably in keeping sane whilst time slides past And We're Not There Yet...
And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
(As You Like It , the Bard)