In Amsterdam, by luck, I met Lino Hellings. She advised me to keep my work diary on-line, exposing my work methods rather than protecting them, risking the humiliation involved in failure. So:celebrate error. In my heart I knew this to be a good idea. My brain, horrified, fortunately tells me it will be too boring for anyone to read.
Friday, 30 August 2019
30 08 2019
Looks like he was struck by a raptor, judging by the gash on the back of the neck - alas -
I'm not doing much. The dead flowers I'm working on have turned into wassisnames work - Richter, I think - correcting proofs for 2cnd edition and pottering.