To the Apple!

A blissful day, especially joyful in the knowledge that I am at liberty all next week and so I can sow the seeds and write the lists to get a lot achieved in the first week of the year. Also the run-up to my birthday, which was the optimistic reason for the holiday request; sadly we will not be running off to find snow or sun anywhere further than the Lothian hills and coast for the forseeable future. Many things to be glad of though and so much to look forward to in the new year so I am pretty upbeat.

Sent some images and a 'resume' off to the Amsterdam Whitney gallery in NYC today; they had emailed me requesting that I do so. Normally I am pretty blase about requests like this but I responded to this one as they were not after money as so many are, and because it fits scarily well into my own personal little life story at the present time. We have been toying with visiting Amsterdam because random people keep telling me reasons why I should go (and also because I love Schipol Airport) and I am trying to get to New York to visit a wee pal who I have recently regained contact with thanks to the wonder of Facebook. (pictured, in the Guggenheim, filming something) So... this all falls into the song lyrics, as it were. May well be a cul-de-sac but all will be revealed in the fullness of time. Having discovered how much I can achieve from so little in 2010 I am aiming for the stars in 2011; from dust to the stars...


Also became stupidly excited today upon purchasing and stretching my first canvas; having established that the process of mounting canvas on board to facilitate printing is pretty easy, I was left with a spare stretcher on which to mount some new canvas for painting. Turns out a lot cheaper too, as I had imagined, and now I have enough for two more big paintings and a few wee ones... of course I have run out of primer, but that's just a little thing and I can pick up more tomorrow. Naturally, Twig the kit decided that a sheaf of fresh canvas was a new bed and now it is a little on the hairy side, but at least she didn't do the claw sharpening thing on it. Yet. Must stash the leftover piece somewhere Twig-proof; half the house is now in various drawers, cupboards, the bathroom...ah, the things we do for love.

The lack of primer means that my hands are tied just now for starting a new one, but there are postcards to be pasted into a new book, sketches to be sketched, half a chapter of book to finish before I am onto Hemingway (for the first time!) and numerous computer related opportunities to follow up with regards to art communication and marketing. Never a dull moment.


And... still got a Crunchie left from the Christmas selection box! Bet its half size though.