March 20, 2008
A glass of red, a quiet evening, Pat Metheny strumming gently on the guitar and four full days ahead to do as I please. I had thought of going away for a little while but somehow the lure of simply being at home with my paints and canvas and lots of new music to listen to outweighed any desire to take myself away from London. Perhaps it’s a symptom of getting older but the desire to travel has receded of late. I’d much rather stay put and turn my hand to more creative pursuits. So that is what I’m doing.