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!

Saturday, 25 December 2010

Oh little town


A very merry Christmas with no shadow of Humbug. Chocolate eating, cat cuddling, beach walking, magazine browsing, chatting and laughing, singing in the kitchen. Now its time for dinner and a movie. Bon Noel.


The sky is quite green
At least in its reflection
In the beach puddles


A dog chases sticks:
The tea flask is warm despite
A foggy sea chill


The ducks fly over
Grazing the mist that wanders
Delicately close


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