er, that's it.
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.
Sunday, 23 November 2025
23 11 2025
I'm a human photoshop now... Bev wanted these dinky pansies sans ashtray and cigarette. Rather sad thing to do, working over someone elses painting, especially as the original artist clearly didn't smoke (cigarette upside down) so it was tender souvenir - pansies, the thought, with a rose bud for emerging love - l was going to make the vase more suitable and bung in some other flowers but decided to leave well alone. Except to knock back some of the white highlights.
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