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Indulging Colour.

Here are some pics of the wall I painted, over three days last week - from hot pink to duck egg blue. It's part of the rejigging of this room to create some desperately needed workspace for the exhibition I have later in the year. However it is also, I have to admit, the final touch for a personal style I'd previously dubbed 'Marie Antoinette Meets Gidget'. Naturally it was hard to say goodbye to the pink but I knew I wouldn't regret the duck egg blue. I'm obsessed with it. That and pastels in general splashed with neon. Colours which also, coincidentally, happen to be in fashion right now. I don't know what to make of that. Artists, I think, like to consider themselves above trends and fashion and it is hard to admit what a follower you are. Generally though I just love colour. While I admire really clean palettes and a minimalist style I'm not really capable of either. I guess these photos can attest to that. I am however trying to draw back from my …

Mood Shifting Neon.

Ok, after that last (somewhat cathartic) post, I'm in the mood for some acid sharp mood shifting neon. I can't get enough of it these days.






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Disability Friendly.

Last night I went to the opening of Bad Girls at CCAS. A perfect evening weather wise and Gorman House, with it's old buildings and garden courtyards enchanting as ever while the exhibition itself was spectacular. So it was with some resentment that I was barely holding myself up. Dosed up on oxycodone it still wasn't enough. I know these events are useful for networking but really that was just out of the question, let alone plain socialising with the people I love to see. I knew within moments of getting there I'd judged my situation poorly.Maybe it didn't help that I'd worn my red suede platforms but flat shoes make me so short I have to crane my neck and I'm just too weak to sustain that so it's not the red shoes at fault here. If anything they helped. After enough of these art exhibition openings one thing I've worked out is that you need stamina. There is no sitting down. Sitting does not really facilitate mingling or networking which is key to h…

The Holiday Projects That Never Got Done.

As you recall I left you at the end of my last post on both a personal and (it has to be said) blogginghigh with pictures of my gleaming cutlery drawer. The truth is though not all my holiday intentions were so successfully executed. Which leads me now to the task of listing, with shame and regret, those projects sitting around the house, in various states of undone, beseeching me with accusing and disappointed eyes. In no particular order it was not to be....
















....Cool patchwork totes. You would have been soooo cool. Seriously. At least you with the Julie Patterson fabric and quasi neon red linen lining. I regret that you were not to be this season. not least for the straps - I got the iron out and everything.....Moving on, it was not to be....




















.....repainted vintage bathroom cabinet cum sewing box. Why? Because you have to be the perfect colour and it turns out Canary was not it. Nor Academy Grey. It could be red though. I really think you need to be red, specifically Wattyl Sacred H…