A very quick post from me because I’m shattered.  It’s been my first night off in weeks and I’d planned to write a blog post, maybe do some drawing and get an early night.   Instead I corked my map of the world board ready for a new map of the world (continuous improvement, remember?) and watched a crap load of TV.  Everyone needs a night off every now and again. My art classes are going really well, I’m not overly happy with the things I’m producing but that’s the point of i

I’m looking for an art class, I was considering a college course but being a tour-widow with a toddler, a dog, two cats and a couple of businesses to run, I have a similar amount of spare time as a Spanish donkey.  I had grand ideas of starting a college course and of somehow shoehorning in two full days at college per week.  It was going to be amazing and I was going to be SuperArtyMum and be magical and amazing and … and … and Tommer was the voice of reason and thwarted my