Nice afternoon in Congleton with old chums Tone and Pene. After we dropped Archie off at the station with drove there and picked some work up from the Electric Picture House Gallery. Hazel parked by the butchers with the man who paints his hair on with creosote or maybe boot polish? That's what we were told anyway. Difficult to see through the rows of sausages and chicken legs. We met the Eves at the antique emporium and had a good rummage and later some lunch in the small cafe at the top of the building - once an old mill. Nice food although the waiter/cook seemed a bit dozy not knowing if the soup contained vegetable or chicken stock. "It's just soup". Hazel bought a few gadgets for her collection including a plastic decimal currancy calculator and a typewriter rubber with attached moustache ( brush). I didn't find any bargains but it was fun looking. Then off round the charity shops. Later Pene went to her swimming class at the nearby baths and we had a tea and a toasted tea cake in the cafe again.
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A kind of diary, a log, a ramble, nothing to do with the Flowerpot Men. My life as an artist, a collagist, a rubber stamper, a networker, a dad , a letter writer and a postcard maker. Observations about this and that in no particular order.
I grew up in the home counties around London during the 50's and 60's. Went to several art schools including Southend ,Chelsea and Manchester. Trained as a painter and printmaker but now mostly using collage. Collect novelty songs and old mail art amongst other things too numerous to mention.