Archive for the ‘Grumpy moany stuff!’ Category
Sometimes I re-visit the dark spaces… unwillingly. For one who is usually irritatingly upbeat, it hits hard. Will disappear into studio and paint… probably more productive than disappearing into my bed with a bottle of gin… but only probably.
Passion.
We can go through our lives in a sort of mist. The dampness seeping into our day to day existence; articulating itself with all those “shoulds”, “musts”, and the inevitable feelings of being “responsible”.
If I don’t paint, I hurt.
The passion has to come out somewhere.
I’m off for a walk in the rain.













