some sweet uses of adversity

The other weekend I went back to school; at least, I became a student again, trying to understand and get to grips with some of the techniques of mono-printing. I loved it.

the sweetest flower

On a chilly morning, and swapping the annoyance of no hot water for a walk under an uncertain sky, I made my way to Kew Gardens to see the famous bluebells.

making one’s mark

Coming back on the train the other day I sat near a mother and her little boy, two or three years old; she was keeping him well under control – he was in a bit of a squirm.

cats and dogs

It may rain stair-rods or cats and dogs over these isles, but in France it’s frogs, ropes, or lances, depending on the force of the downpour.

different strokes

A shared aim between all the students was a wish to make marks in a different way – that is, other than those they’d been doing hitherto.