Less talk of the dreaded bug today – but I did overhear a student telling a group of friends that it wasn't worth him going into the dining room for lunch as he would just throw it up … hmm, so much for staying away from school for 72 hours after the last of the symptoms has departed.
Trying not to think about the possibility of having picked this thing up, I had a busy morning. My larger etching plate that hadn't really etched properly has now been rescued with the aid of sugar lift and several hours in a tank of acid. Sounds like a recipe for a great pick-me-up in itself!!
Also, I spent some time happily chopping up a photograph of one of the relics into 16 little squares and sticking them to 16 larger cardboard squares. Anything to avoid the scary moment of actually starting to apply paint to the canvas. But after asking Charley's advice on such basic things as what sort of size brush to use, how to darken colours and even which colours to put on my palette (what kind of an artist am I???!) I can report that I have now completed one square, under the watchful eye of the Skeleton.
