Life is neither particularly exciting or great, nor
disastrous or grandly and interestingly tragic. Life is just trundling along,
which is why I have been quiet. But of course I am a spoilt brat too- for really, I
should be happy about my up-coming trip
to Mali again on Monday; about the fact that the Djenne exhibition at
the British Library will be duplicated in Bamako soon; about the new commission for another canvas
floor I have had- in Cambridge this time in a lovely little late 19th
century working man’s cottage which is being turned into a museum- The David
Parr House. He was a painter and decorator that worked in a Cambridge paint
factory, and his work inspired him to paint every surface of his house, which
is is decorated from top to bottom in lovely Arts and Crafts style, untouched for
over a century. I am recreating a couple of floor canvases and have been working at home to prepare some samples.
I needed a stencil so I went to an engraving studio in Hatton Garden and had a stencil laser
cut: what an exciting machine to watch and how beautiful to see the pattern emerging!
Then a wonderful weekend in the north Oxfordshire
countryside at the big lovely farmhouse of Imogen and Jasper-
and finally on to
Mallorca to see dear Eva Emneus, who has now retired as ambassador to Mali- we
spent five lovely days exploring that beautiful island. So all is well... no, more than well really.
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