I think, at last, I may have some time, despite ongoing meetings and other stuff including domestic details. Only 15 more boxes to unpack. I have too much stuff – all collected over the years and forgotten about. I seem to have been living with packed boxes for the last five years – moving house, then moving out of the new one because of the fire that gutted next door and damaged ours, then moving back in. Would be nice to have an uneventful year on the house front.
Despite having no time and no space, I’ve done a couple of small paintings in tempera in a deliberately non-gestural, non-heroic way.
