addicted

Knowing that I have problems with my wrists and find squeezing oranges difficult, a thoughtful friend gave me an electric juicer.

I used to give all my blood oranges away. Sorry, folks, now that I can juice them I'm totally addicted.

 Carnage in the kitchen?

If they have been in the cold they can be an even darker red than my camera picks up. 

Can you eat/drink too many in a day?

Today I am grateful for the electric juicer. 

make good art

May I share, after the last post, my favourite inspirational speech. Every time I think about painting to pay the bills I remind myself that I am better off forgetting about that, and should just "make good art".

Neil Gaiman's wonderful 2010 speech to graduating art students says it all for me.

Today I am also grateful for the advice to "make good art".

Thank you for sharing your story, and your wonderful advice, Neil Gaiman. I shall definitely aim to

make

good

art. 

frank comment

I have had to correct my title. As I leaned over to my computer (which is on a raised level safely away from watercolour paint tubs - I hope) I typed "rank comment". The error was perhaps every bit as accurate as the intended title.

As my next little bit of illustration dries enough to add to it, I read this rather frank comment about art. I read it on Sott.net (Signs of the Times) but it was written/published in 2011 by Glen Coco on vice.com and is entitled Corruption of Art: I'm sick of pretending - I don't "get" art. 

I don't condone the language used, after all the English language has many more appropriate words than those chosen, but you might enjoy/appreciate the article anyway.

I was once lucky enough to see some excellent and thought-provoking work by Tracey Emin, but in this instance I agree -at least in part - with the writer.

Today I am grateful for a heater and a hot lunch. 

still on the wrong side this morning

... but at least there were shadows! 

Today I am grateful for wonderful views.