As the days get shorter, colder, wetter and more windy and the nights get longer and darker, I have returned to model making. It’s ironic that, as a staunch republican (NOT in the American sense), my birthday falls on the same day as King Charles III. Anyway, as my birthday is approaching, Heather wanted to know what to get me.
She’s really come up trumps this year. Not only has she given me a space in the art room, but she has bought me a portable painting booth with a fan. Now, there’s a certain amount of self interest in the present as the smell from the aerosol acrylic paint is pretty pungent. If I’m doing stuff in the summer, the painting can be done outside, but at this time of year it’s a bit of a no-no. Having tried the booth out, it’s great. All the smell goes out through the kitchen window. I’m happy and most importantly so is Heather.
The space in the art room is great too. I used to work at the dining table which involved shifting stuff every time the table was needed. The only problem I have now is my deam of what it could look like.
Now that looks like serious fun (but can we please not give up the forlorn hope of an Indian Summer?)
Sorry David. Like the cake….. scone!