Monday, October 27, 2025

This and that

I recently told you what telly I was watching, and I want to inform Marmee (who commented on the blog post) that she shouldn’t feel bad that Sullivan’s Crossing isn’t showing in her region. After the first series it becomes slow and soppy, and I’ve been mopping up the episodes in the way I would finish up something in the fridge I was fed up with eating: I have them on in the background while I am painting. Yep, TV as audio. It’s been a disappointment, rather like the writer’s other Netflix series, Virgin River, which began well and then turned to mush.

Oh well, Riot Women here I come!

I had a super 24 hour trip to see Het in London last week. We went to see the Neo-Impressionist exhibition at the National Gallery which was interesting; and we did a lot of talking.

Here’s the official selfie for the trip, taken in Trafalgar Square.




It was so good to talk, and lovely to eat something different from everyday Hepworth Towers meals. I wish I could be bothered to try out new recipes. I see something in a weekend paper that looks tasty and do-able ( i.e. I recognise and can easily source the ingredients) and duly cut out the recipe, which on the Monday tidy-up gets stuffed on the dresser shelf and never looked at again, because I can’t be bothered. When my paintings are sold at Sotheby’s, I’ll have a cook and a housekeeper and then I’ll get different food.

On Saturday Het was busy, so I went round the permanent exhibition at Tate Britain on my own. I saw a lot of great paintings, and also became better acquainted with Turner. This may sound like sacrilege, but I think I can live without him.

This painting called Green and White, by Sandra Blow, was huge. I liked it. 




I also liked the story about it. While it was still a work in progress, someone slashed it right through, from top to bottom, and Blow mended it and carried on with the work. You can see her stitches if you get up close. In my photo, you can make out a vertical line two thirds of the width from the left hand side. That’s the mend. Go Blow!








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