Think this must be a holiday. Suppressing the work ethic and forcing myself to loll. Reading books, hanging around. Remembering why painting is so important to me - hate feeling this undirected, undriven, sans raison d'etre.
But, hey ho, at the end of this week I'm away for 10 days and really can't finish or start anything, probably.
Though did stop off today at the little tourist information place in Quillan and offer myself as an exhibitor. Really enjoyed showing there in the past. They're fully booked for ever but I'm on a list.
When I get back have to hang the Limoux show. Haven't been to the storage space to start any sort of selection - really, have to do that this week.
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