Sat here at my desk in the Box Office at the Mill and i'm feeling quite relaxed for a change. Occasionally you get a quite afternoon, usually towards the end of the week, where the cafe quietens down, the music's off and the building just feels sort of soft and benevolent.
Above is the ongoing disaster that is my second clematis painting. I'm wondering if it's because i'm painting summery imagery in Autumn. Perhaps i'm just not feeling it.