Monday, 16 May 2016


Sometimes I just sit in my studio on a night, pretending to work, but really just avoiding the rest of the house which is always a tip. I'd rather faff about on my computer than face the reality that even though I've been picking crap up for 15 years it's still a bloody mess. My three children don't care. (That's 2 offspring and 1 other half) They just don't see it. And I've run out of energy. The house never looks like it should in my head. So when faced with the choice of tidying up AGAIN or sitting looking at the mess I decide to opt out and stay in my room. It's white. And clean. And tidy. And out of bounds to the rest of the messy sods I live with. 
Tonight I drew this...

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