22:06, Tuesday.

Back to work

MBF mug, almost finished, painted with water that has danced in a healing bowl.
Great new ritualistic way to begin my working day. Put the bowl, with water in a pool of sunshine and watch the sound make the water dance. Beautiful.

Just waiting now for confirmation on roughs as to which the MBF want for their second design.

Common dolphins off the Pembrokeshire Coast: or, what I was doing when I should have been working.

The Sea Woman: or a story by a campfire.

Reading in a very special place, with birdsong.

Cover image for The Panda's Child.

My hands smell of the summer scent of tomato plants, from picking out the side shoots. They are green bushes, some with small flowers.
I am excited after talking with Catherine Hyde. We are working on a book, together, hoping to find a publisher soon. Little Evie in the Darkwoods.
The washing is hanging on the line in sunshine and breeze.
Time to paint.

A list on a sunny day.

1. Finish horse.
2. Draw out Pand'a Child cover
3. Work on 2 mug designs for MBF.
4. Roughs for East of the Sun.
5. Change front page of website (long long overdue)
6. Play with Procreate on the iPad.
7. Work on I am Cat.
8. Start big painting for Art in Action.
9. Write list for Art in Action.
10. Take in washing.
11. Write a book.

Walking to work: or beautiful distractions.

Imagine.
Here, where the meadowsweet slopes down to the sea. Almost in the shadow of the wind, warm air heavy with the honey-mead heady scent. The sea, wind wrinkled, calm, breathing to the shore.
A raven call.
In the bluest water an silver seal dreams.
Wren song echoes loud from the dark cliff walls, tangled with the sea's song. A soft base note beneath it all the churring call of grasshopper warblers.

 

Further on Shakespearean pillow banks of wild thyme.
And in The Gessail  the family of kestrels has fledged, at least 3 chicks. They fly just above the beach, wings not yet strong enough to lift them to dance on the wind. Hesitant flight. All they lack is confidence.
When a parent returns with food the air fills with the wings and calling clamour. Four chicks. Then silence, until a grasshopper begins to tick away at time.

 

On the way home a peregrine, small in the sky, a dark death dart, until a kestrel begins to hang behind him, waiting, watching. Then a family of vagabond ravens crashes black against the blue. I thank them once again for the story of the Ice Bear they gave me some years ago, and make my way home.

 

Doodling on my iPad gives a sense of freedom and freshness.

Playing shop.

Afternoon tea?

Bags and iPhone cover and mousemat from cafepress. So far, so good. Just ordered samples to show at Art in Action.

List for the day

 Mary's bagfrom cafepress, posing beautifully.

1. Blog.

2. Link.

3. Bank.

4. Paint.

5. Walk.( Take big bowl)

6. Read.(Bloodstone, Gillian Philip, dangerous)

7. Think.

Artist and Illustrator Magazine have a facebook page. Interesting for people who love art. Please pop over for a look and if you could just click the 'like' button on my card that would be lovely. Upload your own images. The more, the merrier. Beautiful work there from Catherine Hyde and Hannah Willow too.

 My desk today, troubled and messy. Time to tidy.

 Slow worm, beautiful, yesterday.

Cliffs in sunshine, with fulmars nesting, yesterday.