It has been a busy week so far having completed the final piece for the exhibition with two weeks to spare, entitled 'Lakeside' it is quite ironic that at this benchmark time in my career the final piece takes me back to the waters that welcomed me when first arriving in Cumbria 6 years ago; I now have 5 large canvases complete, these in addition to other smaller works will be sufficient, only the admin to do now, the part that I hate the most, the cards, the biography and the headache that is trying to explain the unexplainable.
Lakeside
acrylic on canvas
81 x 102cm
In addition to painting the computer has been quite demanding with my mailing list now topping the 400 mark, interviews with BBC Radio Cumbria, The Big Issue and the Community News Wire, in addition to an afternoon with Trevor, the man to whom I owe a debt of gratitude for my first professional break.
I have also managed a trip down memory lane and visited my old College and spend time with those who are busying themselves in preparation for their presentations at the end of the month, fortunately I was just in time to get a timely reminder that the college exhibition is due to start next week.
With it only being Thursday I am now looking ahead to the weekend, walks in the countryside, time with my long suffering partner who is slowly but surely accepting second place to art, poor soul I do feel for her but thankfully she realises that art is more than the ability to draw, paint or sculpt, it is a journey that, once started becomes an all encompassing vocation that is impossible to walk away from.

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