25th March 2012 Sunday
A good day to start blogging again - the beginning of summer - the sun still pouring through my study window at 7pm, dazzling my computer screen.
I’m wondering how to pick up this writing thread again after dropping it for two weeks, noticing how a whole tapestry happens in one day in my life, and if I don’t write just one moment of it, then somehow the colour of it fades to monochrome and then it’s gone. But maybe it’s just as well not to remember everything in techicolour.
So some colour moments of this particular Sunday in March.
In the kitchen after a sticky croissant and plum jam breakfast - a deep warm hug from my big sister who understands the out of proportion value of giving your wholehearted attention - even for a few minutes - to little people, pussy cats and husbands. A comforting, wise teal blue moment.
Sitting in garden chairs on our patio, unexpected hot sun on my arms, reading yesterday’s Guardian colour supplement, my husband with a pen in his hand filling in the sudoku puzzle. Which he’s never done before. A zesty tangerine orange moment.
Laying out four new paintings on the carpet in my study. My paintings. They are dry now - the thick acrylic paint makes the paper wavy and curled at the edges. Just swirls and splodges and flicks and washes of yellows and greens, reds and purples - yesterday’s mood captured in technicolour. A flashing kingfisher moment.
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