I am settling into my studio which is warm but dark – have not found the light switches yet.
I haven’t been in there much, having been kept away by a combination of bid writing, meetings, research for a residency application and translation work. The translation work supplements my income when there is insufficient DAD revenue. Although I really want to do less, it is a useful back-up and I have to keep my hand in so to speak.
However, I managed to paint the back wall with a coat of leftover white paint – rather a patchy result, which I will remedy at some stage. However, it is already miles better than the magnolia.
Browsing through one of my many scattered notebooks, I came across the phrase used as the title of this latest drawing.
