december morning.
a saturday. sunshine, wholesome baps, peppery sausages, joy to the world.
i've been responding to that "uping the stakes andrew" conversation during a tutorial.
now time for batch capture, tea and lemon cake.
december morning.
a saturday. sunshine, wholesome baps, peppery sausages, joy to the world.
i've been responding to that "uping the stakes andrew" conversation during a tutorial.
now time for batch capture, tea and lemon cake.
it's been 9 days since my last blog entry.
i confess to doing things dissertation.i confess to being less stressed now. i confess to having now completed 30% of the context module.
my beans are organic and covered in yogurt.
oh i've missed blogging, the focus on the written work after the presentation presented an opportunity to enjoy preparing at least 1000 words, and in so doing the larger essay doesn't seem so scarey and to boot, i'm researching stuff that i'm interested in, wow it's a help i can tell you.
with tea and music i do have faith in i add my thoughts here and a new image. i like the opportunity to display work alongside the blog words. space is as ever an issue and recently what piece of wall i did have was recycled. it's all part of the relative physical size of practice. i'm over being bothered about the politics of the space. i know there are others on my course that it directly affects on a daily basis, i would be balistic by now if it were me.
umm, time for a cup of tea and more beans : )