Not that I've been in there lately, I've been too busy sewing, this was my studio this evening, bathed in the westering sun.
This lovely white lilac was also catching the sun tonight and smells gorgeous. I always used to cut some and take into my neighbour Gwen but sadly, not to be any longer. It's very strange not having Gwen next door anymore. She loved her garden and got very tetchy if any of the plants started to look a bit ragged. I'm planning to trim the shrubs in the border between us as I can "hear" her saying it's time they were tidied up!
I've had a busy day finishing the piece I am sending to Susan for her garden swap so I can't show you what I've been doing. I will however show you this piece:
I have been meaning to put this up for a while but kept forgetting. I painted this when I was 11 years old and it was painted with school paints on sugar paper, I think. It was based on a poem about a cockerel asking a hen to go for a walk. She declined as she was a good mother sitting on her eggs! I remember that we were exploring texture and I really enjoyed doing the painting. I wonder if this painting laid the foundation for my passions today? The teacher liked it anyway, it was selected for an exhibition of schoolchildren's art at the Beecroft Art Gallery which still exists. I regret now that I never went to see it on display. I should like to get it reframed but I wonder if it will disintegrate if taken out of its frame?