I feel so virtuous this weekend, the posters and invites are all done and been sent to each artist in the new exhibition to dispose of as they feel fit and I have done my emarketing onto websites so it is appearing on events pages. I have also managed to change the beds, do three lots of washing, cooked soup and pasta, shopped and taken the dog for walks over this weekend as well as putting several hours in on painting in my studio.What is the phrase about ask a busy woman?

I am sure this won't last and I will be in panic mode soon as I have three very wet, very new paintings to finish and then resume my commissions. It has an exciting, by the seat of your pants type of feeling until complete exhaustion sets in but I'm not at that point yet. 

Having difficulty in making my work looser and more vibrant, maybe I am a subdued, colourless personality where I find bright colours difficult to cope with. I think I need inspiration from a different type of artist.

Walking the dog in the woods today I noticed the marked trees for felling, a death sentence for some very old beech trees which I mourn a little. Birds are all galvanised by the sudden warmth into singing and scrabbling for space.The pond is unfrozen now and I finally saw the fish again. What a relief as I was sure they had gone to the big pond in the sky.

Well onwards and upwards back to the studio. I am painting my first polo work, a bit tough and unhappy at the moment.

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