Happy New Year (so far)

Autobiographical

Happy news today, J no longer has the Covid or at least that’s what the test thing said. I have yet to receive feedback from yesterdays excursion perhaps it will be a double celebration. In the meantime I am cooking a curry of some description, needing a change from pasta and with some spare rice going funny it seemed a good idea. The proof of my endeavours will of course be in the eating, the proof is always in the eating of any concoction. The frozen chicken stuff is I am glad to say nearly all gone and after my experiences with meat this last Xmas, I really want to go veggie as soon as. I feel safer eating beans, Tofu and lentils, anyway that’s enough of vegetarianism and the dodgy meat supply. There are better things to write about, have you ever spent inordinate amounts of time looking for an item on the internet or elsewhere and nearly gone mad whilst doing so? I am not doing that, I have asked the universe to provide and am simply letting things work that way, much easier. have you ever used candle magic, to help someone who is sick, as the candle burns, the sickness dissolves. We did that today, it worked but what else did I expect? I asked, it happened. Was the wish based in ego? no, was it based on selfish terms? No. What if it had been, would it have worked, possibly but not in the way expected and probably having a negative impact elsewhere. Always be careful of what and how you ask for things, the universe works in mysterious ways.

More painting, lots more painting and looking for more ideas of things to be painting. Life cannot solely revolve around women in uniform or in their bare skin, well it could I suppose but that might become quite tiresome after a while and the imagination is always asking for the new idea to be put down.. Follow your imagination, your intuition and see where it takes you, if you cannot discern between intuition and your ego, get a book on spirituality and go from there. Or start dabbling with crystals and gem stones, get a book on the subject, eat healthy foods and all that sort of thing. Be kind to animals. I think this is the first day I have not had any covid symptoms, perhaps it was the port wine I drank last night maybe it had an antiseptic effect maybe not. Something appears to have worked, or am I counting my chickens I have no idea.

I had a battle with my printer today, it wanted to do things I had not asked of it. Then it decided it needed blue ink to print a B&W image, the mind boggles and wonders as to the wonders of modern technology especially when there is plenty of Black ink on board the machine to start with. Perhaps its the dodgy cartridges I use, or perhaps its just a dodgy end user, who is better off with a paint brush, than he is with a printer. Which ever way it does not matter so much and what does matter is that I have learnt to discern between what is important and that which is mundane. Still no Covid report, never mind, shall get on and occupy myself in other ways instead

WHILST LISTENING TO LUDWIG VAN B.

Autobiographical, Uncategorized

I could write some inflammatory rantings here about a host of issues including Messrs. Johnson and Trump. I am not going to, they both have a job to do and whatever that job is and whoever they are working for let them get on with it.

Conspiracy theories and that sort of thing used to take up a not small bit of my day.  However a few years ago I grew up and stopped bothering my head about the NWO and Bohemia Grove and took up spirituality instead. The current lock down is providing plenty of time for study of this kind  and with university done with for the year even more so. Part of this spiritual practice is creating or more more precisely painting, I have been doing loads of painting and am running out of Turpentine. (Though I have plenty of white spirit) which does not smell nearly as nice. I am also halfway to convincing myself I am in desperate need of a major re-supply of paint when in fact I have plenty and this is probably the thing that is causing me to have acid reflux  the  supposed lack of paint.  Once a while ago it was finances, now it is paint and whilst finances are not great, they are the least of my concerns, the chief of which is paint and to be honest only paint.

I could not give a flip about not having a ‘job’, I have chosen the life path of an artist if the authorities want me to go work in a supermarket and stack cans of beans, that is their business. I ought to be applying to galleries and posting more stuff on platforms like this instead of wasting time trolling through job sites getting annoyed cause they all want you to be a team player and neurotypical both of which I am not.

My sister did mention I could go find work at a particular place,saying they employ dunder arses there, I think she was either joking or noticed my displeasure, cause she then said you will be smarter than the rest of them.

I looked and they have no vacancies around here.

Thinking of lack creates lack , think yourself to be skint, poor, broke then that will surely be your lot. Swap these negatives around, tell yourself you have all you need and more is coming and you have plenty, then it will be so.

I have plenty of Turpentine, the air is saturated with it.  I have plenty of paint as well, the cleaning rags are covered in the stuff and so is half my wardrobe. I lack for nothing and my cleaning jar runneth over.

It is 23 days now since I last had a drink and feel a lot o better for it as well, whether I ever drink again remains to be seen right now I am getting along with innumerable mugs of tea and J is doing the same though not perhaps so much. She is well and is out of the place where she went, we will be re-united very soon.

I really must get on and develop this site and make a gallery of recent and perhaps not so recent artwork.