Lessons Of The Week ...

It feels great to be back in the studio and painting again

 the last week has been hectic, and wonderful, and freaky and all sorts of crazy

 but great fun... plus I have learnt lots of valuable lessons along the way

 which is always a bonus

 I learnt that cleaning out one draw in the studio and having a sale

results in one clean and tidy draw

and the rest of the studio looking like it has been hit by a tornado on speed

though the whole risk to life and limb just getting into the studio makes it quite exciting

I also learnt that painting up a few things in the midst of epic mess is still possible

and actually calms the brain in a satisfying way

even when they don't turn out looking quite like I was seeing in my head

as in the case of these bowls... they are a move in the right direction

and the colours... I love this colour palette so much

In non art related learning I learned that the dog is, in fact

a dirty rotten furry little alarm bag who thinks it is hilarious to wake me at the crack of dawn

and proceed to jump on me and lick me

bloody mutt

I also would like to declare that the morning paper delivery bloke

has an uncanny ability to throw the paper into any and every ants' nest in our garden

which would be fine if the little alarm bag would go and fetch it for me

but no... by the time I am hunting through the garden he is asleep again

and I spend the next five minutes with a case of the heeby jeebies

as I imagine I am covered in ants

I was also shocked to learn that I am not an undisputed mini golf savant

I had this incredible undefeated track record 

partly because I have only played once in the last 23 years

but on that one occasion I happened to beat Sinus Man

 at the time he was a touring golf professional so it was quite the achievement

sadly it turns out that you may in fact need to have a game or two in the intervening years

if you want to retain those skills... it was a sad day that I lost my champion's crown

to make it worse, it turns out Phantom Steve may be an undiscovered mini golf savant

bloody child....

the final lesson of the last few days

is that the one year that I'm not militant about Christmas tree and decorations

going up on the first of December, the rest of the street goes light and decoration crazy

so we look like the horrid grinchy family who aren't getting into the holiday spirit

so I am going to go and start the untangling process for the lights

I seriously have no clue how they get so tangled just by sitting in a box

maybe this year I will nanny cam them to see what happens while they are packed away

in the meantime... happy painting all...xx