Days get stolen by things that need to be done. Things that aren't painting.
Yesterday I went to The Shed to sign books for them. The restaurant was busy and smelled glorious. Back home I had started cooking a bolognaise sauce. Multi tasking. At The Shed I signed the first copies of The Ice Bear, and left them some of my postcards. Made it home in time for the sauce to be perfect.
One of the other tasks in the business of yesterday was delivering paintings to Emrys Art Shop in Haverfordwest. They are showing my work through August and should also have signed copies of books.During conversation, in in confusion I said, "I must go, I want to paint a bowl of cheetahs and a cherry." Slip of the mind leads to new sketch for a painting, the first sketches in my new book, which is heavier than the old and the paper has more grain.