If you ever wondered about the composition and techniques of a painting, I can recommend reconstructing it from 1000 pieces. Some call it a jigsaw, I tell myself it's study.
I've got some drawing and mixed media work done, and framed. I also finally got around to framing some things I brought back from Paris last year. A French map of Scotland? I think so.
I live in a sort of artist purgatory: I was married to a man who wouldn't hang things on the walls, and now I'm not supposed to hang things on the walls in this house.
I've also had time to play with some of the photos I took on that trip. I'd frame them too, but...
|(Not Disneyland - Tower Bridge)|
Despite planning an interstate move later this year, there are just some things you can't leave behind when you see them laying about. And my lovely neighbour brought me a care parcel of bits left over from her house renovation.
I'll be flogging the Tupperware from the kitchen cupboards at a garage sale, but packing the jars of sunbleached bones. And my skull collection. Some things a girl just can't leave behind.