It is a very long time since I said anything. Not in real life. Where I have said quite a lot. I have been gardening and prevaricating over painting but today I did some work. I don’t know why it’s always so difficult to get down to it.
We now have a pig here. I must include her in a painting. She is called Daisy and is a great engine of muscular force. She reorganises her bed with her hugely strong nose and shoves her water tub around and over. Eating is her chief pleasure.
Harvesting is a task at the moment. Ten courgettes a day, beans (french and runner) raspberries, cabbage, fennel, spinach, kale, tomatoes, carrots, turnips. I feel a little overwhelmed. Perhaps that’s why it’s difficult to get down to painting.