A year of Poverty, Painting and Food: Twelve years in catering over, my aim is to paint full time. Stu, my other half, is stuck as a chef feeding the x-thousand over an Edinburgh winter. His cooking tips and budgeting are propelling us through the year on a tenner a day, while I paint.. No comparison to Pablo's talent; I have just named my blog after the Paris studio where he suffered the twin purgatory of poverty and artistic ambition on the cusp.. I am emerging!

Friday, 22 October 2010

A Shorty

Bit fat busy day in cashdayjobworld today; punctuated by arrival of 'rock god' crazy man wearing pink plastic sunglasses and women's boots, flicking a paltry perm, carrying a silver handbag and muttering evils at me when I served other people ahead of him as he stared glassily at cigarettes murmurming. Takes all kinds, and he was a fun one.
Spending the weekend in gallery mode and looking forward to being paid to paint for the next forty eight hours rather than sell fags and lottery tickets. Great story about submarine grounding off Skye just short of where we were staying a couple of weeks ago - damn, that would have been fun to see.
(No damage to man nor beast, just cutting corners a bit fine. Boy racers.)
Dinner time!

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