Friday a really sunny day and took myself of to Hastings and my usual ritual of brunch at the Jerwood Gallery. Sitting outside on the terrace looking out to sea, the sun streaming down felt relaxed and far away from work related issues. Great food, great view and of course the paintings which I always come away from feeling energised with all kinds of inspired thoughts and feelings
This time I came back with a fish, a fresh caught sole for my dinner, amazing price of £2, together with some asparagus, home made hollandaise, plenty of lemon, delicious !!
Here are some colours I especially like, one of the them by Duncan Grant, all have some association with the local area and all the colour combination will have been absorbed like a sponge and then squeezed out into my next project.
How from a brown onion sized bulb , does this beauty spring forth within such a short time?
Another week has passed with no posts, busy at work, busy with my monthly newsletter, It’s all good and everything as it should be.
Today I gave myself a beautiful little treat, passing by a little country cottage on my way out for a nice walk with a friend of mine, I came across these beautiful bunches of flowers, sweet peas, dahlias and asters, so perfectly bright, cheery and smelled so sweet, just perfect as you can see. I adore sweet peas, when I had an allotment a few years back now, I always had sweet peas growing so I could have a jug full of the bright coloured stems next to my bed. Just looking at them brings a big smile to my face and lots of happy memories of sowing and planting out, weeding and harvesting, always ending a stint on the allotment with a flask of tea sitting outside my shed with Brian, my allotment neighbour and sharing his years of experience growing veg, we would chatter away and laugh, drink the last drops from the flask, then I would gather a bunch of the heady perfumed sweet peas and drive of home. Happy memories.
Ended up walking along Ditchling Beacon, a little ways only as it was quite chilly and very blustery, but enough to blow the cobwebs away and put my life back in to perspective. The Beacon is the highest point in East Sussex and one can see for miles around. I had hoped to have a nice drive in my new car with the top down, but it was too chilly. Did for awhile though, with the heated seats on full blast !!
Lunched in THE WHITE HORSE at Ditching village, a nice simple pub, with nice simple food, totally unpretentious, warm and welcoming…………. http://www.whitehorseditchling.com/index.html
All I want to do now is sleep…………………..
The deadline is getting close, the pressure is on , i have flowers coming out of my ears. Why is it I do best under pressure? I have had months to get this project off the ground, all the ideas percolating around inside until I come up with something that just “feels right”. With the deadline looming I am forced to make a decison and when I do I feel a mixture or elation and peace. My body acts out what my heart is telling me, this is the one!!!!!! this is it, a real sense of calm and wellbeing resides, the anxiety of getting it right subsides and off I go, it all seem quite effortless once I start.
I adore roses, so its no surprise that my hands have cut, crimped and glued many today!! They look so fragile but at the same time so robust!!, there heady perfume and profuse flowering habits fill me with joy. My favourite perfume which I wear all he time is Rose Absolue. It is said the Cleopatra laid a thick carpet 2 feet thick of rose petals for a banquette given for Mark Anthony………..
I am also filling some perspex boxes with a swarm of butterflys, about 350 in all. Then three large trees, one tree per perspex box. Oh my get a move on CAROL……. no time to write blogs 🙂
Todays abundance below