Hmm, decided that I need a new job, but doing what I've as yet no idea, but it will come to me in a vision probably, as I'm reading the jobs pages in the local paper.

Work is pants and art is even pantier as I have been taking up my usual activity of procrastinating like a professional. I need to get focussed. I decided to look up tridents and Uri Gellar in the hope that this would promote some inspiration, but...well.....no.

I have started to produce another printing plate for tomorrow, hopefully having two or three to work with. I think I need to run with this for a little while longer, and hopefully I will get it out of my system or find something that will give me a new direction to go. Or I could just give up on the cutlery and try something else? There's a thought. But I'm not a quitter, and I don't want to be defeated by simple flatware pressed from recycled something or other. The visit to the cutlery exhibition gave me a couple of ideas and it did give me a direction to move in, towards tridents and forked tongues, but not really sure where that will take me either, or if I'll even find anything when I get there. In the meantime I'm getting really good at Pipe Mania on the DS. So not all bad there. Maybe some history of cutlery may help. At least then I have something to write into my sketchbook. I'll ponder this proposition.

I went to Nottingham yesterday to see my cousin Michele on a surprise visit, and as I was about 2 miles from her house I went past a wool shop thta I used to go to when I was a kid. Now this shop was a total jumbled fire risk of a shop, with all the stock in a big pile in one corner of the shop and a tiny old lady ready to dive into it if you asked for something. Not changed at all, except the tiny old lady is tinier and older than I remembered, but I suppose that is only to be expected, because it is a good 25 years since I last went in there. But still an Aladin's cave of knitting patterns, yarn and Butterick sewing patterns. How cool is that? I love places like that, they are so wonderful at coming up with something obscure and ancient. I just wanted to spend money on there. Oh yeah and it must be the last place in the universe that still accepts cheques but doesn't do debit/credit cards. Even cooler. Cash prefered, yay! She had some wonderful yarns for knitting, but I don't really have the time to knit these days, but maybe in the summer I may get a week or two spare. I might get something together to take on my jollies with me.

I'm now trying to find a reasonably priced campsite in Cornwall that will take dogs and not charge the earth for them. Sorry I expect camping to be cheap and I'm NOT paying £25 per dog and a deposit of £25 per dog on top. No siree. But the search continues. I'll find something and it doesn't have to be near the beach cos we have a car!

Right on with the next bit now. Doing a lino cut for printing tomorrow, hopefull it will look ok. But you never know it may well be a pile of otherworldly pants dressed in printers ink.

Even longer time, no blog

I lost my blog, so I've not been able to add anything to it for a very long time. Life has carried on, I've completed a textiles course, did really well and then started a Foundation Degree in Creative Art Practices. In my 2nd semester and doing good, but could do with some inspiration for my chosen subject of cutlery. Maybe I should've chosen something more........well.....inspirational.

My last post was me being unhappy about not having any pictures of my mum, but I now have a coupple of belatedly sent and completely begrudged photos from my older sister.

This is a picture of my mum as a young girl, somewhere around 13 years of age. Isn't she pretty? I wish I had a better one, or even a bigger one, as this is tiny, hence the poor quality.

When she was in hospital the last time, she told me that she regretted not doing more with her life, and of being too afraid to try new things. It impressed on me the need to do your best with what you have and gave me a huge push back towards education and making something real of my life, not just making enough to pay the bills and go on a foreign holiday 3 times a year. I want to be good at what I do and that requires effort, practice and consistency. I try. But I'm still the queen of procrastination.