Gluttony

Well Christmas is winding down and the New year is upon us, with what I am told is the Blue moon.. SO I would like to know if all the things that one says over the years, 'once in a blue moon' will happen. Hmmm

After what was another memorable Christmas with the tins of chocs, and food enough to feed an army, its no wonder I have put on a few pounds. Don't get me wrong I do love the tins of chocolates, I just hate all that entails with the tins of chocs. The delving in trying to find my favourite in amongst all the wrappers so carelessly tossed and left in there from the previous diver. Not naming any names but grrrrrrrr. Once in a while I will find one that had been nibbled and sucked and re wrapped. Kids! And they are usually my favourite ones as well which makes it even more frustrating. Its like a cycle. forage, find, unwrap , eat, ........ then before you know it you are sitting there with a heap of wrappers and on hell of a bellyache. Bloody things! I curse them and love them................*sigh*

Then there is the curse of the Christmas cards. Have I remembered everyone, have I even mailed them off.. The panic before..... reminders throughout the house.. that last address to get on that envelope. the stamps..... agh. deliveries. You know what I forgot pretty much the lot this year.. BAH.. but once Christmas day has passed its like a huge weight has been lifted.. clocks ticked ,m time has passed and I am in the clear til next year, Phew!

I looked at the tree this morning and notice it has lost its perkiness. Bit like me really! There is always this let down after Christmas.. Mind you I suppose there is the New Year to ring in.
I must admit I was pretty chuffed with my pressies this year. I wont bore you with what they were but they were very fantastic.

The kids presents on the other hand... well honestly I love playing with the kids and building things but the packaging and putting things together can really break you... one word LEGO!
Now this has really tried my patience this year. how small do they have to get the little bits.... As I struggle to assemble these ships and cars, I cant help but secretly thinking the hoover would much more love it than I...

Then there is all the gadgets that the kids have gotten , I have found myself with my techno geek head on trying to get them online and configured. Of course nothing ever goes swimmingly. So what appears to be a quick install or setup actually translates to , forget watching the film tonight as you will be chained to the table configging. Is that even a word configging? Ah who knows sounds good. You see I was born with this stubborn gene where when I start something I have to finish it then and there and will not rest or stop obsessing about it. It can be a blessing and burden.

Well must dash as I have things to attend. Hope you all have a great New year and celebrate in the style which suits you best. I know I will.

kxx

Happy Christmas to you all

Well the Christmas time is truly upon us. And I KNOW this because I get a running countdown daily from my children. The other dead give away is the blue rinses and elbows one encounters while doing the NORMAL shop! I am beginning to feel the stress of mailing out the overseas cards, of which I know now I have truly missed the deadline yet again.. AGH! Every year I think, hmmmmm next year I will be very organised and have cards made with my art and get them all posted out.. Yet again time has eluded me. ahhh maybe next year. haha.

I am looking forward to Christmas as I love it so. But I do miss the snow at this time of year. Perhaps we will be blessed and have a dusting on the day..

I am feeling the worse for wear with all the Christmas party's that seem to have cropped up. But nothing a good old shot of baileys cant sort out. Its funny, in the evening sometimes they have these lovely programs on about things you can make for Christmas dinner or decorate. Now mostly I watch these when they are on late and I cant turn the channel over as I have one eye open. At the time they seem so great, but reality sets in when I am awake and I soon realise one needs staff and buckets of time to accomplish such things. I think I do need staff anyway.....*sigh*

I am still painting Cockerels and hope to include a few hens among other things.. I also have a lovely stag sketched out ready to go.

Oh and I have finally gotten my act together and started to set up an online shop where you can purchase my art and other things.. It will be ready in the new year, I SWEAR! But remember I paint with oils and these do take a while to dry, I must stress this!

I also will be updating the website and adding more work that I have finished to it. Just giving it a facelift so to speak..

Have a great Christmas!! I love you all.

kxx

Autumn.........is upon us

Well after what has been a busy time yet again.... I have plunged head first into the studio. I have been painting Cocks........ Not the Pink variety but our feathered friends. I must say it has been a laugh and great ice breakers for those a bit stifled! You can only imagine. I call this baby The ANGRY COCK. I have been listening to the new albums by Muse and Kasabian on loop over and over.. haha


The week before last I attended the Goodwood Revival. I have to say it is on my top ten list of things to do. It was truly magical and like stepping back in time. Even chivalry was alive there. I loved the men in their uniforms and the ladies in their hats and gloves. There was even the Mods and Rockers with their mopeds and bikes. Anything was a go, as long as it was in the past. The old motorbikes and cars were amazing. But they even had the old planes there performing. I was in my element. The only thing missing was Steve Mcqeen but there was alot of merchanise with him on. We were able to go into the paddocks right up to the cars, and they smelt lovely revving their engines. It was Stirling Moss's birthday so it was extra special. I could have people watched all day there sipping champers on the lawn....... I took well over 285 photos. But I wont bore you with them all. Well actually I might, so here is a link..

photos of Goodwood

Enjoy!

kxx

Spring cleaning

Well whoever came up with idea of spring cleaning obviously overlooked autumn cleaning. Why dont we ever say this instead? I mean what with the fly carcasses, shit, spiders and their cobwebs this is a huge job.. It may been over looked by me this year if it wasnt for the massive cobweb hanging from the ceiling to my grandfathers clock. Oh and there was that spider that scurried across the floor that I heard before I saw. My nan used to say it had boots on. This time of the year they are all finding their way in to nest for the winter I swear! I awlays seem to notice them coming in before it rains as well. They are my little weather forcasters. Well today I decided to get the hoover out and oust them all. And that I did.

I have yet to delve back into the studio as I have been getting all the jobs that I wanted to all summer, finished. But this week I will be in there. Creating.

I am also in the process of having a tattoo removed. I got this particular one years ago after having broken up with a boy. He hated them and in my rebellion I decided I was going to get one. Of course being a stupid idiot, rather than research the whole thing, I just dove right in and let this woman do what she wanted to me. After I found out I was one of her first clients! I mean you could tell looking at the work. Shaky lines and just awful. But I stuck to my guns and wore it like a badge. The girl I was with kept egging me on to get it as well. Gullable and stupid was I! And yes I even bought those cream and scrubs that did nothing to get rid of it. . I even poured TCA on it. I was not wanting to do the laser thing as the scarring is just awful and very painful so I hear. But still it is there to haunt me. Then I saw a wee ad in my local rag. Caroline who is a gem, uses a process called ERASE. She injects some gear into my skin which reacts with the pigment and my body breaks it up. It forms a scab which then draws the pigment out. It hurts no more than when I had the tattoo done. And it is up to you the way your body handles it. I am left with a pink line where the skin has healed, and I know that will turn white over time. I have had another area done and already I am noticing it healing diff than the last. I keep putting scar and oil creams on to aid the healing process. It is quite intersting to see how it is progressing really. I just cannot curse myself enough for getting it in the first place but at least now I have an option.

xx

Summer closing

Well I have arrived home after a lovely break in France. We have recently aquired a lovely house in need of updating shall we say. Our voyage over the channel was not without mishap as I get terribly seasick, and did so! The weather was fantastic and the house even more special. I feel even more inspried and can't wait to boot the children into school so I can finally have some me time. Of course I do love them but ..............my sanity is looming!

In the evenings in France we sat on our terrace and looked over the rolling hills. We watched Eagles soar and listened to the squirrel like creatures rustling around in the attic. The bats venturing out and flying about. Hummingbird moths appeared and let us know their presence, as the odd snake and many a lizards. We drank wine and soaked the sun. The children explored and splashed in the pool. We ventured off exploring the neighbouring villages and lakes, even the neighbours. We tried all the cheeses we could find and the bread did a fair turn as well. We dipped in the cascades and lakes. It was truly magical and I cant wait to get back there. But for now I have to tend the flock and sort things out here.

I have paintings which need to painted and projects that need tying up.. Time will go quickly and with the fullmoon only a few days away I feel my energy levels will peak soon so I better get cracking!

The whole time we were gone we didnt read any newspaper or see any news. We never missed it either. Void of all the negative energy it brings.

Yesterday, as I sat in the back garden I looked up to the sky. The first sign of the v shaped formation the birds have made. To me this signals the end of summer. The birds heading south, on their way to pastures warmer. THis saddens me but I suppose if we never had winter , we wouldnt appreciate summer as much. Its whole balance thing again.

words to live by

Well I have been a busy bee yet again.. Organising events for the children and getting up to mischief myself.. Everyone should do this once in a while. One note that I would like to point out is very important for all parents to listen to. When taking a 7 year old into a public toilet, try and divert her attention away from the graffiti on the cubicle wall. Or you may be quizzed on ' what does (suck my dick) mean mummy?' All while trying to keep a straight face and gently brush the topic away to , 'Yes you can have that lovely DVD you wanted.' Bloody Sainsburys!

If its not enough with this Swine flu lark, sick bugs blah blah blah, ................Surely there is someone holed up somewhere creating all these things! I blame the pharmaceutical companies for this. 'Lets make something that we only have the cure for' grrr

Anyway, A few days ago we were filmed as a family to do a recycling campaign.. It all went very smoothly and we had a tremendous time doing it. The kids lasted all day , as did I.!! It is funny how many old ladies would queue behind the til we were filming at thinking it was real.. They really are oblivious to anything.. I must say this particular day it was most definately pensioner day! People drifting through the scene in the background and cars revving and wrecking the sound. But the fantastic bit was Busta and pong. Busta being a HENSON puppet. He was puppetiered by Mark and his daughter did Pong. I am sure in a few weeks you will be able to view it all.. Here is the site for the campaign. Schools are encouraged to get involved. Katy, in charge of the shoot for wastebuster is fantastic! In controll the whole time and kept things running smoothly! A real pleasure!

wastebuster

It is a brilliant idea and if we all did it, well things would be so much better.

Lennon particularily loved the day.. He got loads of attention and even showed Mark how to wee on the Mint in the garden! Kate took lovely photos of the day and I cant wait to see them, she is currently in the process of making her own site so bookmark it.


Kate griffin


I enjoyed it alot since it has been ages since I was in front of the camera. I am more behind the scenes girl these days. Shooting the kids and painting. shooting the kids as in taking photos and videos not actual shooting of with a gun, although, these holidays are somewhat dragging out! hehe..hmmmmmmmm

Well I am going to crack open a lovely bottle of wine and go and watch the sunset in my back garden.

cheerio for now.

kxx

Glitter in the air

Well I really do not now where to begin>............ it has been a very busy time as of late. School finishing and lots of playing going on as well as trips here and there.. The sun has become somewhat elusive after wimbledon. Perhaps it lost its way? Anyway, I have just come back after a mini girly festival.. We have called it Beckfest. This basically consists of posh frocks, wellies, drunken stupor, tiaras, wings, glitter, naked dancing and feral children. All of which happened.

In the day when we were setting up the tents, which I might add was a feat in itself. HMMMMM wonder if we remembered to mark out where the bits go for next year. I really must not go into too much that went on because like Vegas, what happens in Beckfest stays in Beckfest! But there was lots of giggling. must remember for next year to shut the tent so the damp does not get into it.

It was funny listening to the night sounds,, the odd animal, birds, things foraging in the bushes...that might have been me. And every once in a while you could hear another festival taking place on the downs up chanctonbury ring! The stars were bright and the air was cool.

I think alot of lessons were learned but we can use that for next year.

I am off to France for a couple weeks soon so not sure if I will get a chance to write here again, but you never know.

Still working on getting this book sorted as well as a few other projects for the fall. I have been busy painting commissions lately.

Oh I have been watching TrueBlood on the telly which looks good so far.

cheerio for now xx

Race for Life

Race for Life..
Well today I ran the race for life for Cancer research..

We stared off in Stanmer park in Brighton. Mind you first Ginette and I had to find it and after a few wrong turns we finally did.. We would so end up in another country if we were to go farther than Brighton I am sure.

Anyway, I am not sure but I think there was more than 3000 of us all together. We were put into groups as in starting order. like the runners first then the joggers then the walkers. We went with the joggers as I knew we wouldnt be able to keep pace and do the whole way running. Besides all I had on was flipflops anyway.. Me and my competitive spirit hey? haha But I must say they held up rather well and I stayed the course with all the others who had proper shoes on.. which was all of them.. But Ginette did assure me she thought she another one wearing flipflops as well. The race started off a bit slow , but you try and direct 3000 through bottle necks and taped lines.. By the time we got half way we were on a steady pace and were able to keep the course.. I did have a mishap along the way where I thought I was a goner when a dog tried to trip me up. He had the look in his eye i could tell. It was when we were all going up the hill and everyone was walking it, you couldnt have passed them if you tried. But I noticed when we were all breaking with the brisk walking people were taking the time to read the girls backs in front. Each one donned a picture or name of a loved one that had fallen to cancer.. or even themselves. It was a reflection period.. I did find my mind wander a bit and giggled when I wondered if any of the girls had stopped along the way to do a Paula Radcliff. But I didnt see any, just the odd one stopping to take layers of clothes off.

Anyway, when you could hear the crowd cheering toward the end and it just gave you that little bit of extra push to finish.. As I finished I threw my arms in the air and yelled, "I did it in flip flops!" haha we were then given a bottle of water and a goodie bag of girlie bits..and a medal! I poured the water over myself to cool down as my face was on fire. But my old body held up! We then wandered over to the icecream van and got an icecream. As i looked down at myself I noticed it looked as though I had wee'd all down my leg. Then I remembered I had watered myself! Twat!

It was a fantastic day.................

Then I finished the day off with a cold beer in the garden and a BBQ.

ROCK N ROLL BABY!
kx

hot

teapots

three days left to grab yourself a one off teapot by myself or others.

there now I have that out of the way..

SO here in the Uk we have been enjoying the sun. Perhaps not so much up north but down here it has been lovely..

I am sitting here in my smalls with a monster bowl of walls icecream by my side, as any good girl should have! Wimbledon looks like a great game on friday as thereis loads of eye candy for me!! NOt Murray I must say but Federer and Haas ! I for one will be glued to set! Nice!

I have been trying a different technique of painting lately.. I am doing a painting for a friend and thought I might try it out so when I have finished I shall post it up..

I have been spending vast amounts of time dossing on the beach. It has been so amazing.
Well except for the speedos. Why do men still insist on wearing these. I mean come on. If I wanted to see their two meat and veg I would just ask. I certainly dont want it thrust into my face. Mind you, saying that, it does give you a great topic to chat and giggle about when you are there gapping at it!

Right have to dash now as I am about to watch the last episode of THE TAKE.

If you have not watched this I highly recommend it. mafia, blah blah blah and some smashing acting by some british blokes! Best I have seen in ages. Not for the young as some of it is pretty harsh..,

kx

Death of my youth!

I really feel rather unexpectedly sad.. Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcet. All in one go.
I mean I wouldnt have called myself an avid mj listener these days. But when I found myself booking tickets online and rec'd them, a flood of emotions returned. At first I had not known what it was but soon I was realise it was my youthful memories. Hanging in friends basements trying to set the world to rights. Before the stresses of the day to day grind. Before children, when there was hope and the world was my oyster. Not that I dont have hope now but then there a naivity about it. An innocence and that is what I am mourning most of all. Mj was a fantastic entertainer and I was so looking forward to seeing him and his show.. My heart goes out to his children and family, who all loved and protected him.


thriller

Then there was Farrah, the one with the golden locks. All the girls were envious of her or wanted to emulate her. Her life was not void of contraversy either. But that can all stay buried in the past. I will remember how she made me feel when my mum bought her shampoo for me and I used it.. For just a moment I felt like she must have.. My hair was bouncy and smelt fantastic.. I came bounding out of the bathroom to show everyone. I must have been 8 or 10. I cant remember. And of course she was an angel, but really only did one season. My favourite angel was Kate Jackson.

farrah commercial


RIP my sweets
You will be missed dearly and remembered evermore
xx

Willow FOundations Piece of Cake Campaign

A number of celebrities, illustrators and artists have been 'going potty' and decorating teapots in support of the Willow Foundation's Piece of Cake fundraising campaign this June. Piece of Cake, in association with McVitie's Jamaica Ginger Cake, encourages people across the UK to hold a tea party for the charity - at home, at school, at work - with friends, family or work colleagues. Click here to find out more. www.willowfoundation.org.uk/teapots

The small teapots (10.5cm high x 18.5cm long approx) have been created in association with the Pottery House Café based in Hove. As well as the one-off creations by celebrities and artists, a selection of teapots have been donated from London's leading hotels, best known for afternoon tea.

The teapots will be auctioned online from Thursday 25 June 2009 (closing on Sunday 5 July) - marking the end of the charity's Piece of Cake campaign and helping to raise valuable funds that will help the charity to provide special days for many more seriously ill 16 to 40 year olds.


Arsenal Football Club Premiership football team
Heston Blumenthal Scientific chef, owner of Michelin starred restaurant
Emmerdale Soap opera
Pauline McLynn Irish actress, comdienne and author Mrs Doyle in Father Ted
Sendhil Ramamurthy Actor, Mohinder from Heroes
Gordan Ramsay Celebrity chef
Gary Rhodes Michelin starred chef and Willow Foundation ambassador
Sidney Sloane Children's television presenter
Victoria Wood English comedian, actor, singer and writer


Bang on the Door by Karen Duncan Children's illustration
Dennis the Menace by Jimmy Glen Children's illustration
Edward Monkton Illustration
Mr Benn by David McKee Children's illustration


Mitchel Barrett Artist
Rosie Birtwhistle Artist
Elizabeth Brown Artist
Karen Burt Artist

David Hensel Artist
Sharon Pinsker Artist
Laura Rounds Artist
Andy Titcomb Ceramicist
'Mr Polar Bear' Andy Titcomb Ceramicist
William de Wilde Artist


The Chesterfield hotel London hotel
Claridge's hotel teapot signed by Gordan Ramsay Claridge's hotel, Mayfair
The Goring Hotel London Hotel
The Ritz London Hotel

POPPY FIELDS

These are the lovely poppies on the way to Brighton over devils dyke. Apparently the seeds lay dormant until they have the right conditions, and this year was the year! photos are courtesy of Ginette and Aiden Roworth

Devil's Dyke

by Micha F. Lindemans

The Devil's Dyke - A Sussex folktale

The Devil was angry at the conversion of Sussex, one of the last counties to be converted from Paganism, and especially at the way churches were being built in every Sussex village. So he decided to dig right through the South Downs, a range of hills along the south of Britain. He swore that he would dig all the way through the hills to let the sea flood Sussex in a single night and drown the new Christians. He started inland near the village of Poynings and dug furiously sending huge clods of earth everywhere. One became Chanctonbury hill, another Cissbury hill, another Rackham Hill and yet another Mount Caburn.

Towards midnight, the noise he was making disturbed an old woman, who looked out to see what was happening. When she realized what the Devil was doing, she lit a candle and set it on her windowsill, holding up a metal sieve in front of it to create a dimly glowing globe. The Devil could barely believe that the sun had already risen, but the old woman had woken her rooster who let out a loud crowing and Satan fled believing that the morning had already come. Some say, that as he fled out over the English Channel, a great lump of earth fell from his cloven hoof, and that became the Isle of Wight; others say that he bounded northwards into Surrey, where his heavy landing formed the hollow called the Devil's Punch Bowl.

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gardens and arts weekend

Well the weekend has come to a close.. It was very hectic and I think next week I may only open the one day as I wont be able to see others lovely gardens. I did however manage to sneak up to Staples barn house and see their lovely garden. It is a very established garden and a proper english one at that.

I was chuffed to bits at all the lovely artwork that was on display in mine. So many talented people.

I had Jamies lovely sculptures from, Brighton Body Casting,

Mitch barrett who paints amazing surreal paintings.

Pearl Bates who magically paints beautiful images

Aiden Roworth and his portraits and poppies

Ginette roworth and her lovly dandelions

Orna and her fish and trees that were very colourful

Hizze fletcher and her fun space hoppers as well as her quilted artwork and butterflies painting

Eva kalpadaki and her moving photos

Stacey manser-knight and her ceramics that were so detailed!

Barbara clements alpine planters , that are yummy!

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm hope i havent forgotten anyone..

Anyway at the close of sunday we had an impromptu barbeque and got a bit tiddly on Pimms!! A fine way to finish off any weekend. The kids were feral and I was freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

HMMMM wonder what I can plan next..

Oh and we are now officially French home owners! How fantastic is that. *sigh*

kxx

just me

well isnt this interesting... The book I wrote last year is now available on amazon..

click here

It is more a closure on certain aspects of things but a wee book never the less.. It has my old works in it..and little tidbits of info about me that pertain to the images..

The next big thing around my place is the arts and gardens. or, should I say the gardens and arts as it is known.. I still think it sounds better the other way around. hehe

click here

there is a bevvy of lovlies here and hopefully the weather will prove to be supportive!! It better be as I have spent ages on the garden, not my 'lady garden' I might add but my grassy garden! Not that my lady garden is untended but..................oh bollucks never mind . off track off track!! haha

Still not sure if I should order loads of strawberries for it.. still thinking about that one..

anyways I am getting sleepy, so night night for now.. too tired to come up with any witty dialog..

Oh well except to say a fond farewell to David Carradine!! Poor sod! a brilliant actor to die in such a humiliating way. I just want to know if it really is a spectacular way to have an orgasm? I mean really, come on. or should I say cum on! Michael Hutchence having gone in the same way. Was it really that important? Is it so special? I just cannot imagine partially snuffing myself to achieve such a thing. feed back people! What the hell is the lure? Was their head cloudy from the dust? Two great men taken :( I feel robbed!

kx

Finally the teapot

The front and the back of the teapot!!

kx

this is what I have been doing amoung other things!

No rest for the wicked they say!! And I feel that is true.

I am compiling a book of art for Warchild.org.

War Child works with children affected by war in Iraq, Afghanistan, Democratic Republic of Congo and Uganda. We work with children who have been hit hardest by the joint forces of poverty, conflict and social exclusion. Our groundbreaking work with former child soldiers, street children and children in prison has supported and helped thousands who would otherwise not have been able to reintegrate with their community, gain access to education or enjoy sustainable livelihood support.
War Child is a charity that works with children living in war zones.

The children we work with participate directly in our decision making and project design. In this way our projects reflect their needs not ours.

War Child works closely with other aid organisations and local and national government to ensure the knowledge and skills gained through our work are shared with as many people as possible. In this way we are able to help many more children than we can hope to reach directly.

I am looking for inspiring images to be made into a coffee table book to be sold worldwide/

Visual Artists must supply an image of a tasteful nature as it is a childrens charity. All the proceeds will go to WARCHILD.


The deadline for submissions is June 25th.

Please send a high res j.peg of the image you wish to submit along with your contact details and words describing the image.

PLEASE SEND WORK TO:

KARENANNBURT@AOL.COM

label it 'warchild project'

thankyou!
kx


I already have some amazing pieces sent in by brilliant artists!! It will ba a lovely project when completed.

I hope have it finished by Christmas.

I am off in a moment down to Brighton to see a cbeebies presenter and let the kids paint a few items. My teapot has been fired and I will take a piccy of it to post on here later. Also of the other ones involved. I hear Gordon Ramsay has done one as well as a few other names.

The sun is shining and my trip over the downs will be lovely.

c u later!

catch up

Well a word of advice if you are coming back from London, dont stop on Croydon.. Luckily they did not get anything as they were disturbed by a kind gentleman who even waited there! They actually even left the Mars bar on the dash, so obviously they are not chocoholics like me.

I am still awaiting my picture of the teapot I made after it has been fired. SO I have been on tenderhooks really as so many things can go wrong.

Apparently they will all be on display in HOve and a cbeebies presenter will be there all day to amuse the children.. It is all part of the Slice of cake campaign for the Willow foundation.. WHich organised special days out for ill young adults!

Anyway when I have gotten the pic I will of course post it.

Things are starting to come along nicely for the arts and gardens in June.. I will post the whole line up when it all has been confirmed.

vanity galleries

WE TURN OUR BACKS ON VANITY GALLERIES

A vanity gallery is an art gallery that charges artists fees in order to exhibit their work and makes most of its money from artists rather than from sales. They are called vanity galleries because they aim at the artist's vanity.

With this postcard 19 Mirca members show what they think of vanity galleries. The design is inspired by the 1929 print including the 16 surrealists.

The poster is available as a pdf-file at the mirca-art.com website.

abfab?

Well if anyone knows me they know that I am trying to get fit. Well it sounds rather lovely on paper until you actually attempt such a feat. My friend Ginette and I have done the walking thing and even the fast walking thing, but today, we had super KIM. who not only has just had a baby but apparently is an expert runner with gumption and stamina to put anyone to shame. I even thought at one point I was going to get the fit of the giggles. After a block, my lungs felt as though they were going to burst through my chest. But first I have to back up.. well I really need to know why running or work out stuff is so unfashionable? DO I really have to chav up to run? As I got ready, bearing in mind i had been wearing a dress today with linen trousers and flat shoes, i thought why the hell change? I can look fashionable and be comfortable at the same time. As I caught sight of myself exiting the door with shades on and a glass of wine in my hand, I thought I may have glammed up my run a bit too much. So I left the shades on the side and downed the wine. hehe. So who the hell made this 'uniform' to run in? I just cant see the lure of the chavvy jogging bottoms. Anyway, after i got in i collapsed in the settee. Legs shaking and really hot and sweaty. But more importantly I was still alive! No heart attack and my lungs survived. So to celebrate I had another glass of wine! Then I chuckled to myself as I pictured Abfab running down the road and realised that actually that is pretty much me.

On another note I have finally finished the teapot I have been working on.. now it needs to be fired and hopefully will survive the process.

Also I have been getting things organised for the gardens and arts.. so much to do and so little time, as usual.

k

teapots

Well I am working on a teapot to go to charity, Willow foundation.. I am not painting a teapot rather than painting on a teapot. Which i might add is a wee bit tricky as it dries matte and it is so hard to see what it will be like after it is all fired. The paints sink into the pottery as well. I hope it all works out ok..

I am still painting my skulls as well. And of course I have been hanging out on the beach loads! Why you ask? because I can..

I have also spotted a couple of grey hairs! On my head I might add! Some might say I am becoming wise, my ass! Hair dye here I come! Not sure how I feel about this whole thing really.. Might be a mid life crisis looming. hmmmmmmmm I DO need a new shiny car.

I am also brushing up on my french so if you see me please talk to me in french.. or is you feel compelled to write, write to me in french please. I need to be fluent by the end of the month or near enough hehe..

kx

voices

Well today I will be off in a moment to lock myself in the studio.;. My mind seems awash with thoughts.. I suppose if one was to ask what do i get out of painting? My answer would have to be, it silents the voices.. Not in in insane kind of way, i would like to think. But does one really truly know that they are indeed insane? hmmmmmmmmmm But in a therapeutic, relaxing kind of way..

I have some very exciting projects coming up but dont want to reveal just yet. suspense is grande..
Besides there are certain forces out there..........that is all I am saying.

There seems to be all this panic about the swine flu. I just dont know how to react to it all. Is it like the boy who cried wolfe? I am not going to let it bother me at the moment as it is a distance from us at the moment. Now I hear you can still catch it with the face mask if your skin is wet.

agh

not thinking about it..

Right I am now off.. kx

skull duggary

Well today has been one of those days where I went into the studio at 915 this morning and only glanced up at the clock as my tummy was growling. It is now 230.

this is what I have been working on.. so much detail and fiddly bits but fun all the same.. my eyes actually hurt now and I am slightly heady from now opening the door fully. hehe.. ahhhhhhhhhhhh..

I have found some lovely frames to compliment my work in Brighton yesterday, so now I shall put my order in for heaps..

I also went down to the Impure art gallery in the lanes to drop off some more work.. I met with the lovely nic and jamie and had a bit of a catch up as well.. Always a pleasure..
Now I know lots of you want to see Madonna in the nude, and they have managed to score the very pics that are making headlines worldwide!! So get yourself down there starting from May 1st! Ship street gardens.. Pruning the garden bush has a whole new meaning!

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Well hello!

I just cant get over all the vivid dreams I seem to be having lately.. I would tell you my latest but it was all over the place and barely makes sense to me.. But I can tell you there is a steering wheel, bath, walking through a forest and baby fox crying involved! WHo knows what goes on in my head.. I really think I am a good candidate for one of those dream study things where they get to stick the electrodes on your head. Well really I want to just wear the lovely gown with the open back! hmm

ANyway I painted today and it was lovely.. On another note apparently I missed the village flasher in action!¬ By mear minutes! How gutted am I? ANd he is young to boot. Wouldnt you know it, all the village excitiment and I miss it.

The photo here is for a friend( Stefan Tunedal), compiling a protest against Vanity Galleries! Of which I am totally on board with. yes I am wearing pj bottoms!

will post the final poster when he is finished..


http://mirca-art.com/

I think this site is definately the bees knees, and makes me remember why I love to paint for a purpose!

8 shots fired

I am driving along a highway,, mountains in the skykine.. the rain is lashing down and over the radio comes a story of a missing family and eight shots were heard in the area but the family cannot be found.. i keep driving, in the distance I can see a man with a shot gun at the edge of the woods. he has long wet hair and we catch each others eyes.. i keep driving..

a bit later, the sun is shining. I am running up a hill to see a friend of mine who has her daughter with her.. They want to use a butterfly net to catch some wildlife. Apparently this is a not allowed.. by who I have no idea.. There is a couple beside me who have two dogs and everytime they put the leads on them they freeze like statues. stiff as a board.. I tell them to let them free but they say they cant as it is forbidden. then i see another couple at the bottom of the hill with turtles, little ones and they too are frozen, almost dead like.. I stand up and realease the dogs and they go off running and jumping full of life. then i go down the hill to the turtles and release them.. The run, yes run!! I know they are turtles but this is my dream and they are running.. in one of their haste, one is thrown from the shell and lost, dead but the other one runs up towards my friend and her net.. it leaps through and feeds on what she had captured in there.. I run back up and step on the remainder of what if left of the fallen turtle.

next thing I know i am sitting next to her and this amazon woman is next to me and trying punch me so i put my hands up and begin kicking her.. she is telling me I cant release anything and it is against the law to have a butterfly net.

then we are in the car taking my friend to her new job at the university hospital facility.

'family missing, 8 shots fired'


she is expecting a new mentor to teach her about the basics of physics and the effects on habilitaion. she is tending a patient, who happens to be morgan fairchild, when this woman walks in, its the same woman that was pummelling me, she shoots this device towards her and out shoots hundreds of tiny newpapers that land on her starting from the bottom and layering their way up, sealing her and freezing her.

I stand there dumbfounded,

then i wake up

Think i need a coffee now hehe..
Just another nights dreams
kx

night times

'long days i may forsake,
so at night I may stay awake.

minds awash with dancing thought,
for what i have and what i cannot.

Must capture them and lock them with a key,

So i can share with thee for eternity. '

just a little tidbit that popped into my head about the creative ideas that pop into my mind at night.. if that makes sense. because reading it back confuses even me.. haha

Today for me is a jammie and chill out day.. The skies are grey and the rain pours.
I think it is time to bake some brownies..
;)

trial and tribulations

Its the time of the wild west. Deep in America. I am in my 20s, or look like I am but indeed I am much older than that, very much so. I am wearing a long dress, cinched in at the waist and black boots. I am in a dark basement with a dirt floor and my sisters and brothers are with me.. My back is to them but I can feel their eyes burning into my back. My sister says I have to answer for what I have done. I take no notice yet I am fumbling with bits of trinkets from my long life i have treasured over the years. I look up and see a gap in the ceiling revealing a hole and there is space between the rafters. I fly up and toss my belongings in there. As I release my arm my sister grabs me and pulls me back down.. I turn to see them all staring at me. 'You shouldnt have fallen in love with him' one yells and the others say 'It is forbidden' I did know it was wrong, after all he was a mere mortal. The judgement was over, they all flew at me. Then it went dark. I awoke to a musty smell. I reached up my hand to feel the planks of wood hovering over me.. Little bits of earth had fallen throught the cracks in the planks onto my skin. I had no way of telling where they had buried me and for how long, but I knew I would be there for a long time.. I began to scream and claw at the wood, to an audience of nothing................................. then I woke up.

well that is just fukkin nice.. a dream like that to keep believing I do actually sleep.. because insomnia and me are sure getting close lately..

hmmmmmmmmmmm wonder what it means? anyone?

kx

EAster

Well I have heard that easter is a time for sacrifices and such.. I did none of this but now I might be laying off of the wine for a while.. haha the wine was fine but my sister gave me baileys at the end so its all her fault! I after a restless night and a dodgy tummy I think this is a good idea indeed. detox here i come. I am no longer 20 and the effects are not too good. I was a mic hog with the karaoke again , and have no recollection of how i got home.

On a positive note the house smells of chocolate, mmmmmmmmmm

Where I have sliced my finger it is starting to get a little swollen so better get out the old hydrogen peroxide before it goes all manky! not good!

My heart goes out to all my Italian neighbours also..... not much of an easter for them. :(

I cant really think of anything really important to say today.. my mind is foggy! And I am clumsy as I have already dropped about 6 things.. I need a 'bed in' film day today, but my eyes couldnt take the telly glare!

HELP!

bloody Baileys!
k

slice and dice

well today I painted./ albeit a little tipsy but i painted. I finished off bits i have started and framed others ready to go..the only problem was, I had taken down to the studio a bottle of wine and was trying to cut out panels to fit to frames. SO of course in my zealousness, not sure if that is a word but it sounds fine, I sliced my thumb up.. luckily i had a rag to had and a hello kitty plaster. not that it held back the blood flow but it looked cool.

anyway I managed to really crack on with a painting i was confused with.. if that makes sense.. I more or less let a painting guide me.. not the other way around..

I have heaps of ideas but they seldom end up as they were intended..maybe this is a sign.. i don't know nor do i care,, i let them guide me and that is that.

I lost myself tonight, i had music blaring and really lost myself.. away from all the horrible news and negative energy that seems dead set on seeking me out and haunting me. I rebelled and made myself queen, reigned supreme. Let the light shine upon me ripping my soul and revealing all, if only for a glimpse but enough to start a revolution. and enough to comfort me.

The art of conversation

Yes the art of conversation, usually best when both parties do this. I have had many friends over the years that we just drop a line once in a while and are able to be where we left off. Then there is the type of friends who never contact you and and you have to do the chasing. Perhaps I should take the hint! haha Then there is the type who you write to and ask a fortitude of questions only for none of them to be aknowledged or answered so you think why bother? Or even did they get it? I always remember hearing when I was younger the key to any relationship is communication.. now as I am older, I get it. Speculation can breed a multitude of things. Especially if you have a vivid imagination. ;).


communication problems

kx

ummmmmmmm

hmmmmmmmmm not really sure I should be writing when in this type of mood.. I feel a bit Lost the last couple of days.. Not in a new moon keep me awake kind of way..but a shattered, cold, cant be bothered kind of way. I know everyone had these sort of feelings once in a while, and I know it is a phase. Or lack of b12, which reminds me I need to take one of those..

The sun was bright today and air crisp. I am not good in the cold. I need and crave warmth.. It is like a switch that turns me on. I feel as though I just want to curl up and sleep. hibernate.

Anyway, I am gently reminded of the saying ' too many chiefs and not enough indians' when watching the news. Politicians! Why the hell do we even have them? why are most male? All they do is spend spend spend and make crap decisions. meet to have meetings, deduct, lavish, buy, waste, drink, dine, /.......secrets, sex, lies, ...... opinions........EVIL.. the lot of them. empty promises, tall stories, false hopes, gleaming smiles, pressed suits, picture perfect, stylists, waste....................I am losing faith in humanity.......

I think I need some chocolate

Through my eyes

I am left this morning wondering if I am the only one that views things in a different way? I know we all notice what is pleasing to our eyes and we have different tastes, but what about the way we see life in general? I often wonder if I am really actually here, and where is exactly here? I asked my son what had happened at school today and he went into this elaborate story of how this boy at school had a toothpaste accident and was left with a bruised eye, it wasnt until later I had realised he was talking about a spongebob show! I hope this does not mean he is mixing fiction with reality, then again it would mean he is like me! haha I tend to be a little dreamy and need to bring myself back to earth....focus....very hard..! So today I am locking myself in the studio and not coming out, well except to pee and replenish myself. I seem to have this void that just cannot be filled, will i ever be content? who knows? I have finished all my sketches and will begin on my surreal characters today. I will try and get some photos up tomorrow. Seems sunny out so that may boost my energy a bit. kx

lost and found

Well I have returned from my short but sweet trip to Canada with my daughter. We did loads of visiting and the usual holiday activities which of course made my trousers tighter on my return. I saw some old friends which was lovely and so comforting to me. I even found something I had lost along the way.

It was very cold as they seem to be having a delayed winter. It even snowed while I was there. It did disturb me to see downtown Vancouver has all but wiped out the beautiful skyline. The charm and the purity that was once there lay buried beneath the few historic buildings that remain. This is so sad to see. But it is there somewhere under the towers and vacant faces trolling Robson, I have been reassured. Only verbally mind you, because I sure as hell never saw it! The drivers have somewhat worsened as well, but I suppose that is a regular occurance with the onslate of people. The one thing by far that stood out to me was all the shootings everywhere, of course we only do shanking here! So it was a surprise for me.

I loved to see my friends children all growing and making their way in life. I was thoroughly spoilt by everyones grace and I shall miss them. Thank god for skype and the internet.

kx

My friend Ginette and I have decided to do a small run for charity..


http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/ginetteroworth

should be a real laugh!
kx

After our brief snowfall, I was inspired to paint this!!

On another note I leave for a wee trip to Canada. I am toting my eldest with me..

The clocks go back at the end of the month and you can already see the days drawing out.. SUN!! that is my nectar. I think I am part reptilian!

I really have nothing important to say or just cannot think due to me not opening the window while painting! ha I wonder how many cells I have actually fried ? agh

oh well what do I care, I wouldnt now if I did.

Oh bugger just realised I have locked my keys in the studio.. better get my breakin tools ready.. this involves me trying to boot in the door.. will let you know how it goes..
yikes..

kx

piccys

Oil on Canvas

just a couple i have finished lately..

I also have been working on my surreal characters but all will be revealed when finished..

HMm just noticed the news with the Plane crash.. AGH

kx

clickity clack

Well yesterday, much like today I am off up to London. I find it quite interesting on the train, watching all the drones doing their daily grind. Barely having the strength to even give you a passing glance. But I do like the fact I can be anyone on the train. Blend in. haha .. When I was younger and flew alot I would relish in concocting elaborate stories of a fictitious life to tell my seat mate. I would watch them with their eyes wide and all believing or were they? They most likely thought I was some young punk, bored. And this I would have to say was true. What else was I going to do on these long flights. I had seen the films already.. haha

Anyway, back to the train. So yesterday the train coming back was severely delayed to a fatality. I know enough that it meant someone had died. And all I could hear around me was people moaning about missing connecting flights and deadlines and blah blah blah. Not one mentioned anything about the poor sod who's life had been taken. This it seems, is the society we are living in.. Everyone out for themselves, no support for each other. . I have known this for quite sometime but seem to block it out. But every once in a while I find another individual that actually does care and is supportive and that warms me. What happened to the free spirits of this world? Are they all hiding? Is it only alive in our children?

So today when I take this train journey I am going to look people in the eye and say hello to them. Bearing in mind when I usually do this it does not always work out so well. I have been looked at like I have three heads or I am going to mug them. But I shall rise above it and spread a little sunshine on that train, whether they want me to or not!
k

CHarity Appeal!

http://justgiving.com/mummylonglegs11


Please help out all you can!!

It is for the Samaritans

kxx

Expectations

Well it seems Valentines day has come and gone. Years ago when I was little, there used to be this process of filling in valentines cards in the shapes of little hearts, anonymously, and putting them in little boxes on your school desk. Well in the box of the person you fancied.. I seemed to have retained this image and when I asked someone to bring me back a packet of valentines for the kids, I was surprised to see sponge bob ones. Now I like sponge bob, but it shows how all the commercialism is just gone mental.. What happened to the plain heart ones? Oh well

Anyway this week saw a turn of events that seem natural yet disturbing all the same. I found out two family friends had passed away.. I wasn't particularly close to them but you see these things tend to stir up old wounds and question life and its purpose. I also have noticed I still have abandonment issues! It seems so many friends and family are or have moved away. And for Christs sake I am a grown adult with my own family so why should I let such a thing bother me ? I guess it takes me back to being young again, that awful feeling.

Back to the death thing, well I have decided I am not going to anymore funerals. I just cant. So if any of you are reading this and expect my attendance to your knees up funeral, you can lick it! I just don't see the point.
Instead I shall have my own farewell to you in my head.

Also I seem to find some of my friends very contradictive. I cant really say much except it always seems I am putting my self out and it is never reciprocated. I tend to be too generous and am ealisy marred. I want to team up, others are out for themselves. One particular friend has crushed me a few times, but I know they are completely unaware of it. Or are they?


I am going to sweep this week under the carpet. I need to feel positive about the future. Spring is coming and with it, new hope and beginnings. I have heaps to get on with, that I have been procrastinating about.

And if anyone has seen my MOJO lying about can they redirect it back this way. That would be muchly appreciated.

Today I think I am going to don my tiara and get the wee ones dressed up as well. Time for some make believe.

k

sun and snow

Well what a surprise to awoken with a winter wonder land outdoors. The whole of the Uk brought to their knees. The schools closed, busses and trains stopped and cars in ditches where fools try and go out in it with their seasonal tyres. We all went for a lovely walk and took loads of pics! I will post dome here as well.. There was cocoa to be had and roaring fires that were appreciated. I did however realise we have a bit of a glove shortage but Lennon did not seem to mind wearing odd socks in replacement.!! haha.. I was able to test out my ski gear for real as well. Retreived the old sledge and hit the snowy trail. I had forgotten how tiring it can be walking in snow. It was purely magical indeed.. Today however, all the roads are clear, school is back on and you can see the old mound of snow where once stood a snowman. The first time in 18 years they say, down here. There is evern a little talked we might be blessed once again.. hmmmmmmmmmm would be lovely.

kx

Fuck it!

Do you ever have one of those days where you just feel like saying FUCK IT? Well today ,for me, is that day.. I am sick of pretentious fukkers only nice because they want something or you just happen to fit into their schedule. I am tired of advertising being vulgarly thrown in my face day in and day out. I am sick of American propaganda and British for that matter. ANy type. I am sick of everyone wanting a piece of me and nothing left for myself.. I miss myself. I am tired of having to dodge monster 4 x 4 s while entering the schoool ground while 1 parent lets off their 1 child while driving up onto the path. I am tired of all the nice talk, that seems hollow and repulsive. What happened to meaningful conversations? thought provoking conversations? I am tired of hearing awful news headlines, why cant they print happy ones. Why are we a society that seem to relish and even provoke malice? Where is the hearts? Love? decency? What happened to the good of men? We have becone a savage race, where it seems only the strong and violent only survive. It reminds of the film i saw years ago called '15 minutes'. Its all so true. This saddens me.. Makes me want to say fuck it.. Why bother when words fall on deaf ears, or actions are fraught with complacency. FUck you to the politicians with their empty promises, fuck you to the bastard that threw his innocent child over a bridge, fuck you to all the hollow, money grabbing leeches,Fuck you to all the bankers that reaped rewards for so long and now making everyone suffer, fuck you to all the war mongers, fuck you for driving so close behind me willing to endanger my children, fuck you for being closed minded, fuck you to all the ignorant racists, fuck you fuck you fuck you!
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Do you think I might BE pre-menstral?
kx

reflections

Having needed a bit of a break I finally booked my holiday! I am going skiing! SOD IT. I was going to take my daughter on a holiday with me but it is far to cold to enjoy new york this time of the year. So will do that in the Fall.

I have stareted organising bits and pieces for the gardens and arts, which will be exciting.. I have decided to embark on a chilli fest for all the local mums as they have gone down rather well. But I will incorporate hiddenitems in the paintingas well. I just have to or it wouldnt be fun for me.

I have been rough sketching a few ideas for reference. hehe I am not sharing them right now either..

Oh yes back to the skiing .. so I am catching a flight back with my mother to Van. 7 days only and most are already booked up with friends and skiing so no time for anything else.. I will be shattered but I can sleep on the plane, kid free, so what do I care. Another friend has arranged a wine tasting day with him and his wife. I cant wait now. I shall be pissed and sore!

I seem to have a studio of paintings in limbo at various stages of DRYING.. oils are so lovely but they do take ages to dry.

well I am just rambing about nonsense, but thought I should check in. After all when you start a blog, you really should keep it up.

kx

beautiful

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!
~William Shakespeare, "Sonnet XCVII"

Sussex Life Magazine

Karma?

As I flick through the pages of the newpaper, glance across the headlines, looking for some real news. Not gossip or speculations, which there is an abundance of. Who cares if so and so had a tit job! I come across the all familiar headlines. Company closes or makes redundances. Now most of these companys, in the last ten years have seen bumper profits. The fat cats raking it in and driving around in their fancy cars. The prices so high in these shops that the average person could not shop there all the time. And at no time did these companys pass on any savings to the public, except for christmas when they wanted to get rid of their stock. And then that was brief. So why now are these same companys, that readily took our money, wanting us to bail them out? Why should we? Half of the British institutional companies are not even British anymore. The banks who had promised security and interest profits are the same. So years ago, when my nan moaned about banks not being safe and hiding her money in a chest under the bed. She was right. Of course at the time I though she was barking mad and asking for trouble, but Iwas raised where we all trusted banks. Nothing had happened during my lifetime to suspect otherwise. So now what? Where do we put our money? In the chest? Invest? in what? spend and throw caution to the wind. My nan did this as well. She always said she couldnt take it with her when she died so why not. After all money and religion are a cause of a lot of trouble. Perhaps she was right. BUt then I have these values instilled in me at a young age, save save save. future pension..... but they have all gone tits up as well. hmmmmmmmmmm that is the second time I have used the word 'tit'. Anyway, so what the hell should I do? Open twenty bank accounts and spread it about seems like the answer for now. I guess..........

Yesterday I painted in the studio all afternoon. I was finishing off works and beginning new ones. By the time I emerged it was pitch black out. I could barely see my way back to the house. I even thought I may have stepped on a hedgehog on my way back. But when I looked this morning there was nothing there..

Apparently there is a lovely photo in the Sussex Times of Aria and I from my last show. Will have to have a peek when I pop out next. I will scan it and put it up..

Oh yes on another note I have started the process of the girls and odd camp blokes artists group.

BRIGHTHELMSTONE ARTISTS GUILD>

That is the old name for Brighton. I have bought the domain and have sufficent webspace to creat a fab site. I will be starting with a core few and working my way from there. It will be for artist in and around Brighton.

Right must run
kxx

The Drive

Well since I cannot think of anything really mind altering, I thought I must just rant. Today I had to drive up to Oxford. I could have gone through Guildford and taken hours or go rather quickly via the M25. Of course I decided to throw caution to the wind and take the M25. Luckily the roads were quite clear. But I did wonder if I would crack yet another windshield on the M25. It seems everytime I go up there, this happens. It is the bloody trucks, when they keep changing lanes. But this time , I am happy to report I have mine intack. Everything seems nicer in oxfordshir and buckinghamshire. Even the Mcdonalds. Yes I did pop in there. But in my defense I had an eleven year old with me, who kept insisting we just make a quick stop. SO of course who am i to say no. A trip to Mcdonalds is rather like sex when your a teenager, in a strange way. Your appetite is so strong and you order enough to fill your belly. Its great going down but afterwards you are left reeling, why on earth did i bother. Big Tasty, my ass! After you have eaten the thing, tasty is last thing on my mind. And I promptly felt sick as a dog. Of course back then we were all doing it wrong! Anyway, I now know all the latest Katy Perry tunes and all the songs from High School Musical 3. I even was suckered into stopping off to get a new wii game. Mind you, I do enjoy that myself. Wonder if I will get in the studio tomorow?
hope soooooooooooooooooooo

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

So today I was in the studio. It was bloody freezing, so i put the heat on and went back to the house. When i went back it was nice and toasty. I started to do some backgrounds for some works I need to finish. Then went about to work on some clouds.. ALways the clouds.. I could spend ages on these, just to get the right feeling in them. AFter a few hours, I decided it was time to varnish a couple of ones that have been setting and drying. This is the trouble with oils, as beautiful as they are they are bloody time consuming and take ages to dry.
Well, I usually start with a spray varnish, then in about a weeks time I will use tinned varnish. I suppose the spray just sets it more. Anyway, I forgot to open a window and went a bit mad. when I finally stood up I was as high as a kite and short of a few more brain cells I am sure. Cannot do that again, silly sod..
I stumbled back tot he house and realised I had not eaten so grabbed myself some stew I had made yesterday. So really, the high as a kite, thing could have been lack of food or the varnish. AH , who cares.................
I think I might sneak down there tonight for a midnight paint when all is quiet....

1. must take new photos
2. open window
3. turn my energy inward
4. eat!


the swing and the tree:

tall and baron, swaying in the wind,
thinking of the horrors one has sinned,
full of sorrow and regret,
wish they might have never met.
pushing ahead and falling back,
once in a while I hear a crack.


yet to be finished........................

The Last Day

Well today I have stayed in my jammies all day. This is the last day of dossing before the start of the school run. That means, rain or shine, I shall have to walk them. Early rising as well. AGH. The making of the lunches, gym bags, hectic activities after school..................................But, the good thing is they are gone all day and I can paint. So yet again the balance has shifted. I am off to the art supply place to get a few canvases first. Then laminate a few signs, and get my commissions in order of priority, started. Last night I watched the Assassination of Jesse James. Had I known how lengthy it was, I might not have watched it. I was tired before I started. But I guess it meeded to be to convey the story properly. They had some most amazing sky shots in the film. So much so I have cemented the images in my head and hope to begin a recreation of sorts. All of my seascapes and clouds all come from my head. I had always hoped to find an awe inspiring photo but couldnt so I just had to conjure them up myself. Tweaking them until I feel they look right. I think this may be one of those cases, because no way am I going to be able to get a still from that film. The depth of the stormy clouds was amazing. The colours,,,,..... I am going to give it a go anyway.

I know this has been a week long of gluttony, but still I am missing my favourite dessert. Tiramisu! Truly who ever thought of such a lavish dish should be named Sir something. I am soooo sick of Christmas pudding, thankgod it is only once a year. I think that is another thing to add to my list tomorrow. GET SELF TIRAMISU.. Notice I said Self, No way am I sharing it. ALL MINE!

hmmmmmmmmmm

Well going now.kx

A New Year

Well the new year is here. I did not do any resolutions as I know I would not be able to keep them! I did, however, consider a few. The usual dont drink as much or eat as much crap of course. But my main one would have been to apply myself better. Although this seems a hard task as I seem to have so much on my plate again. I am planning a trip of knowledge for my daughter and myself. I did toy with the idea of a skiing holiday but as I have not been ages I am sure I will just end up in plaster. So now I am thinking where? Mum, of course suggested I join her on their cruise. It does sound nice but I still cannot shake this idea of old, over weight foreigners troughing at buffets. Also Aria I am sure, would never forgive me. New York, Rome, Barcelona, or further afield? Or do we just forget the knowledge and go and hang on a beach? hehe If truth be told I thinking New York. I have a few friends there I can pop in and visit as well. I will wait to closer to the time. hmmmmmmmmmm........

The countdown til I am in lockdown is soon.. 3 sleeps... seems a journey away.

I am also going to start the new book. It is something I have been gathering all the information for. Trains.... haha yes you read right. Once long ago there was a station in Henfield and I have in my posession , many old photographs. It will be a coffee table book. But full of old stories from the ones that worked there.

g'night
kx