This is a funny time. Both my children are now in full time school. With this comes a strange mix of feelings both of loss and, with some guilt – a sense of new found freedom.
The drawing workshops at Stevenage Museum started last Thursday and the planning and preparation for these has taken up most of my time since the start of term. I have much to write and reflect on but am too busy doing at the moment to sit down at the computer long enough to make a proper go of it. I have been meaning to start a separate blog purely for these. Which I will soon, I hope.
My daily walks to the field are still a constant but they have not had enough of my attention. I pass through the field and am really not quite present. Automatic walking, feels the most accurate description. Engaging means time and I’m treating time with contempt at the moment.
