The whole country had shedloads of snow but not one single snowflake hit the ground in Newark . I jumped out of bed in anticipation but peered through the darkness into a frost-laden garden devoid of anything magical. Perhaps tomorrow.
Paris 24x20 oil on board. Still work to do (I'll replace this photo with a sharper on tomorrow. I don't consider this painting to be the way I want to go. It's not loose enough. I think I'll do another very loose and brighter version.
I did start and finish another painting but don't want it to go on show until Christmas.
I haven't been outside at all today and feel the worst for it. It was almost dark when I started and dark when I finished. I always feel better if I'm exposed to the elements for a while. If there is snow tomorrow I'll be out first thing to have a roll around...getting excited!
Bev has just made me a hot milky drink and a slice of malt loaf covered in butter. It's just what I want but I felt like an old man in a nursing home as she brought it to me.
Tomorrow night I'll bring one to her.