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    Isolation Station

    I think it would be a bit strange not to mention the current situation we are all in, maybe just to put a marker or time stamp here. Yes, let’s talk lockdown, while we are all still in. Maybe it was a novel experience to start with, but as the situation prolonged and became more serious, it has definitely lost its adventurous lustre. First off, its never nice to feel vulnerable. The first time I went to the supermarket I felt as if I was in a movie. It was not a comedy or musical, think more ominous. I’ve never needed to be so conscious of myself, my hands, my…

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    Games and Thrones

    A year ago we all eagerly watched the last season of this very popular tv series. Let me tell you, it got just about as controversial as Trump being elected and Brexit. Tensions were high. Love it or hate it, the story came to an end, which, if we are truly honest, was the source of most of the frustration. There just wasn’t gonna be a great way to end it. We all had our ideas and probably should blame the author who couldn’t keep up with the show. Although, if you are a true true fan, maybe the right ending is still on it’s way in book form. All…

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    Nostalgia

    My mother had a few things that she believed every kid should learn. This stemmed from her going off to university (i.e. the big wide world) and not knowing how to do these things,  feeling ignorant and perhaps even small. So the list was: You should know how to swim. You should know how to play tennis. You should be able to ride a bike. You should be able to type without looking at your fingers. These skills should elevate you into a higher class of individuals. Now it seems silly, but we all have our own ‘list’ (whether we admit it or not).  I have to admit that her…

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    Back to Victorian Days

    I shudder writing this. *Warning* This post contains old artwork! I include photos (sorry for the bad quality, but this was before proper digital photography) of my massive (think the size of a person with outstretched arms) oil paintings from back when I was studying painting at Art School. It was the first time we were challenged with ‘conceptualising’ our art and everything had to have layers of meaning…i.e. be weird. In this case it was Neo Victorianism and goats… Whilst I don’t shudder at the quirkiness of it all, because every creative loves a bit of whimsy, I do shudder at my skill level. Particularly at the ego that…