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Category Archives: About artists.
Artistic activity.
Probably thirty years ago, or more, Terry Curran asked me, now that I had turned my hobby into my job what I was going to do for a hobby. Good question, card making might be one of the answers. It … Continue reading
Twice as nice.
I do not stick to my own rules. Twice does not, apparently mean a repeat of the same thing. Last night as I was just dropping off, the weather being chilly, leading to snow flurries, the OH had no problems … Continue reading
Two, twice.
As dedicated readers know, it’s all about two. If I put out three flowerpots, it looks wrong. I buy vests in twos, it’s just easier than finding I like it, going back and waiting until they’re back in stock to … Continue reading
The whole tooth.
I should have known I couldn’t get through the last ghastly six weeks without something going south. Well it nearly went south but I caught it in time. It was a large chunk, about a quarter, of my wisdom tooth. … Continue reading
Everything, everywhere….
How much easier it would be if untoward happenings formed an orderly queue and occurred one at a time with a nice space for recovery in the middle. The lack of postings hasn’t been about me for a change. The … Continue reading
Behaving like a bus.
I am. Nothing for ages, then three at once. After my last post, I went round the corner to the garage, because we were out of chocolate biscuits and sometimes you just need chocolate biscuits. Ahead of me in the … Continue reading
Not finished yet.
Apparently I was wrong about the twos. Remember this? It’s the lockdown library on the end of the drive. Books on the cart, jigsaws in the wheeled box, sweets in the wire basket. Today I was putting the cart out, … Continue reading
In twos.
It took a long time for me to realise, even though I am quite bright, that stuff in my life happens in twos. I am always waiting for the other shoe to drop, and relieved when it does. I put … Continue reading
Everything, everywhere, stopping at once.
As well as making dolls, I do people, flat, as it were. For about twelve years or more, I’ve been going to portraiture, run by a local art shop, the owners of which, paid someone to sit still for a … Continue reading
Friends in miniatures.
One of the reasons I love Miniatura is that I go there to meet friends. I am not a person who makes friends easily. It may be because of being an only child. If you are one, and only one, … Continue reading