Almost finished and today I posted the package to Scotland and then crossed fingers. Feeling a little lost and difficult. Hannah goes to Dubai on Thursday. I have two and a half paintings to do to finish The Ice Bear and then the books should be finished, though the text needs a little adjustment and I don't know what I am going to do for the last spread yet. Nothing like running the difficulties right up to the line on something.
Listening to Woman's Hour on Radio 4 today and there was talk about silver fox fur being glamorous in the 30's. Made my little fox who haunts The Ice Bear quite nervous. I find that fur only has glamour when attatched to a live animal.
It is always a difficult place to be at the end of a book and this one feels rather like the end of an era. Not sure why.
I want to draw running hares and may have to give in to this desire before the end of Ice Bear. As it is I am going to have to read through my own words and take them for a long walk to try and find the right image. Elusive, elusive, elusive.
Meanwhile, in a corner of my studio, a polar bear, a sea urchin found on the beach and a tile from a friend in America.