Bowl
Note to self: do not attempt painting outdoors in November.
I've been confined to bed with what has probably been Swine Flu since Saturday. I'm just starting to feel vaguely human again this morning. I spent my more lucid moments re-reading all my Astérix books, although on Monday night my obsessive contemplation of Uderzo's amazing drawings gave me a delirium about having to redraw undergrowth in the style of Uderzo. I still feel a bit funny if I think about one of his drawings of Getafix' hut too much, or a Roman stockade. The only stories I don't have (I don't count the ones written after Goscinny's death) are Asterix and the Laurel Wreath, Asterix and the Soothsayer and Asterix and the Golden Sickle. I plan to track them down when I'm better (all my editions are really nicely printed Hodder ones from the 70s and early 80s). Last night I started reading Jane Austen's Persuasion, which is a relief. I need a bit of beautifully precise prose to get my brain in good order again.
Hopefully I will be fit enough for the trip to Plymouth on Monday - my work there has been postponed a week.
Next week I will be painting a large scale artwork at the Central Park Skateboard Park in Plymouth. I should be working on Tuesday and Wednesday. I'm hoping the weather will improve - it looks pretty stormy in that neck of the woods.
Here's an illustration I made last year for an Economist ad campaign that never got used.
I found these very old images from the Summer of 1997 which I made for a feature on Holmes in a Japanese magazine, Asayan.