15 days to Boxing Day

I did not expect to create a painting today. I did not expect to go to a biker cafe. I did not expect to be writing this blog at 5pm. But beyond that the day has gone completely to plan. A regular meet up with other Plymouth based arty people for nattering, exhibition planning and festive high points.

Usually, I can easily paint and talk but Santa was not the most unusual man in the cafe. A gentleman approached to talk about my art for about 45 seconds and then talked about himself for the next minutes. Even my absolute dedication to getting paint on paper didn’t stem his flow of self-obsession. I was polite and responded appropriately while avidly painting away.

But my mind was a bit fried by the time he wandered off. Thank goodness for the impromptu arrival of a friend, we escaped to a nearby bikers cafe. No chance of self obsessed artists there.
And so to 26 Days to Boxing Day . L for learning . Actually the point of our arty gatherings. We sit together and do small tasks but we share tips and techniques. Artists are by inclination and practice solitary creatures. But our regular meetings over the past two and a half years has created such a strong and effective group of solitary beings. Sometimes 25 of us.


And guess what? I was painting with the same colours at our first get together.














