As you are all no doubt aware, I've got sketchbooks and diaries etc full of drawings.... they're not brilliant, but they're OK-ish. But they are all from the past. They were done years ago. Which is odd, because that's when I was working full-time and very busy and all that stuff that goes with it. How the hell did I find the time .... time which, oddly, I don't seem to be able to find now ? Well, I don't really know. I used to be able to drive off, by myself, me and my angled scope, and pull up by an estuary or some muddy spot or the sea or a field ...and stop, and spend the best part of an hour drawing. That just doesn't happen these days. The only thing I can think of, is that because I was very busy etc, I made myself put time aside to do it. And now I'm not, I don't. Maybe it's a sort of "laying-aside" of things, letting things go..... After all, I'm well over 2 billion seconds old. Way over ! I don't know .... maybe now it's occurred to me, I might do something about it. That's all a bit glum ..exceptionally so for me. I wonder if I should choose some glum music, or some cheering-up music. Some would say this is a sad song, but not me ! Joanna Newsom ... Sawdust and Diamonds It's one of the very few songs in English that I've got on my mp3 player. ... like a tank flying through treacle" .. it was too.
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