I have had too much to drink. For once it’s not wine but my belly feels like it’s going to explode from an overflow of hot water, lemon, ginger and honey made by a lovely French woman.
Now that I’m in the UK, you’ll note when I say “French woman” I now mean from France. French – Canadians are to me, Quebecois. Pedantics aside, I am full and happy.
And, Dear Abyss, you’ll be happy to know I go to the studio all the time! I recently decided that it would be a good move to go back to University. After-all, some of the best art Universities in the world are in London. It would be insulting if I didn’t go.
I took some pics of the studio where I have been feverishly working on my portfolio, well, sometimes feverishly. I’ve also found incredible FREE (for the starving artists) online learning through the Tate. I sit in my studio, work on my sketchbook, sip tea, eat carrots and use excessive amounts of glue and listen to these lectures: http://www.tate.org.uk/itunesu/
I am close to reaching my goal of going to the studio three times a week. I’ve rearranged some regular appointments with the NHS (National Health Service) to do so. The NHS is disheartening, working at the studio is not.