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!

Sunday, 9 January 2011

Quiet times

First Sunday back in the gallery after the break for Christmas; felt good to sit and paint for four hours with no distractions (not even many customers, sadly) and no cats climbing the easel. Only had one cup of tea all day as I was drifting happily in my paint world and time sped by.
Mucking about with a little portrait on a wee box canvas turned into a long exercise and spent much of the time on that; correcting and moving face features and messing with colour.

All is at peace tonight at home as well; cats are being relaxed and scenic, arranged on rugs and cushions.

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