all unnaturally jolly.
But palette cleaned and I'm ready to go to London tomorrow. It'll seem different when I return, no doubt.

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.

Drawing yesterday pretty grim though fun; finished old paintings (above, below), there's another done too but aint snapped it yet. Jolly pleased to be cracking on. Off to the Beaux Arts today to clear my head.