I'm happy to say that the first couple of weeks of arrival of my new book, A Passion for Watercolour, has produced a wonderful response that has been really humbling and made me feel truly glad I've taken the time to produce it. I was quite apprehensive as to what the response would be to the very open approach in my book. I see I need not have worried, as those of you who have read it have told me how much they appreciated the combination of inspiration, but with lack of 's
This is why I paint. The feeling behind that grin. Not a good look, I’m weather bedraggled and woke up in the grip of a painting frenzy that stopped any notion of personal grooming. But that’s the ‘her’ I long to be the rest of the time. The grin of delight that says: “worked hard, pleased for once!”.
This is why I put up with being underwhelmed by myself most of the time. For anyone else who chases these moments regularly, you’ll completely understand. Everyone has felt
Happy New Year to one and all! I'm guessing I'm not alone in these feelings: New Years Eve comes along and the countdown approaches, and I have a slight panic while clutching at the bubbly about all the things I haven't got round to doing in the year about to end. Then, when the singing of Auld Lang Syne finishes, I start to feel like my tail is on fire, and there's not a second to lose in regard to the New Year to-to list. 2018 holds some exciting times, of that I'm sure. F