I've just ordered a bunch of lovely things like bird beads and pendants and jewellery bits like earring hooks and beading wire to make some more nests - the new ones will have white eggs. So it will be hard to stay away from making things once the order arrives. I feel like waiting by the letterbox like Spongebob Squarepants.
Today I have gallery duty at the Millhouse in Milton. I have several paintings hanging there including this one below. This is my daughter and her friend bathing in the river at the Peat's Ridge Festival. Anyone who has been to that event knows the wonderful, relaxed, community atmosphere and simple carefree lifestyle that four days offers. The Millhouse Summer season ends at the end of February, all the unsold paintings will go home and a new collection will go up. There is also a special Easter exhibition in the Ulladulla Civic Centre which offers prizes and attracts some great work I'm told.
Slightly off-topic, a weird story. We found a dead Rosella in our garden, and because I draw and paint birds, I took the opportunity to photograph the feathers while I could get a good, close look. (I also have several small birds in the freezer - but that's another story). My partner makes flies for fly fishing, so he has a strange collection of fluff and feathers, and he decided to keep the wings and dry them out in our garage. I also have some fittings for making feather earrings and thought rosella feathers would be perfect! Anyhow, now it seems the wings have disappeared, perhaps taken by a rat?