March 23rd, 2006

me: ooh!


Beware the tiny vinyl toy that lurks in the shadows over an unfinished canvas, waiting for an errant paintbrush, or possibly a spray can, to attempt to make a mark. (This is what a diet of Lemsip, soup and blueberries does to my brain.)

Mini Dokuro

Going through my journal for the purpose of repairing the broken image links has been liberating, mostly because I deleted a whole pile crap entries. However, I also got to relive some of my finer journaling moments, which is great because my capacity for written expression seems to be declining in direct proportion to my increased capacity for visual expression.

I'm sick and I still have a mountain of things to do before the end of the month, but on the other hand, I'm going to visit ripperlyn in Edinburgh over Easter. There will be five days of whisky and writing and photography in the company of a fabulous hostess. Oh, heavenly.