Well, (Is it a cliche when people start sentences with words like Well, So or Now)? Anyhow, Well, wasn’t yesterday’s efforts pretty feeble? I think it must have been a massive case of indigestion. I was very uncomfortable for several hours, but did have a good nights sleep. I didn’t go for a walk this morning, it’s been a lazy day really, apart from being busy at work.
Apart from last night which I put down to an aberration, I feel that this weeks writings haven’t been too bad. I only really had a bit of writers block last night, well, it wasn’t writers block.
I quite like today’s picture (well, I like most of the pictures I put up on these posts. I’m watching Grayson Perry’s art club. We discovered it during one of the earlier lockdowns, and became quite addicted to it. He is such an unusual person, but seeing him in his home environment is very interesting, and of course seeing the artistic efforts of the public is what’s makes the show so interesting. Did I really think that reading the history of art would increase my interest and understanding of art? I’m not sure that it’s worked. I still look at things and go, I don’t understand that. For example, the man who photographs his shadow against the shed wall every morning, but then nearly every morning I walk to the waterfront and photograph that – what is my artistic measure?
Do you watch the Joy of Painting with Bob Ross, recorded in the 80’s I think. He produced some wonderful pictures. I quite fancy going around an art gallery. Perhaps we will be able to do that soon,