This mornings wander down to the River Weaver. Our favourite bench had some hair hanging in a tree nearby. Not sure if it was a wig or whatnot? Went round the shops. Got some whiteout and new pens. Nothing from charity shops.
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 collector of all sorts , 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 postcards and old mail art amongst other things too numerous to mention.
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