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, 4 March 2011

Plans and dreams

Another day, another change of mood; wild swings have become the norm. Having reached a real low yesterday, I was cheered to find that our solicitor is equally unimpressed by the human nature displayed by the landlord of the last property. Putting this down to experience seemed suitable, so we renewed our efforts and went to see another property this morning, which once again managed to get me excited in our prospects. Very keen again and hoping that we will not be so unlucky twice. Once again frustrated by the weekday schedule of all the people I need to deal with though; after this many years in catering I just cannot see the weekend as a 'no work' area. Spending the evening, and no doubt much of the weekend researching what I can on planning permission, change of use, anything that might help me when it comes to negociations.
Knowledge is power. Still pinching myself about the new gallery taking my work as well, which is another reason for boundless optimism tonight; the paintings were posted by the gallery on FB to a round of positive comments from friends and strangers alike. Music to an artist's ears.

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