First nice job - buy a box with at least 24 chocolates in it to fill the drawers in the advent calendar. No, first job is to find the advent calendar! I think I know where it is....
If you don't have one, take a look at The Style Files
for some beautiful ideas - my favourite is the last one, but unless you have saved up 24 toilet roll tubes....
Over the next few days I shall browse my own Simply Christmas posts to put me in the mood. Join me?
I was quite thrilled to find these fresh flowers in the supermarket.
Each flower is about the size of my hand.
The label doesn't say where they were grown.
The colour is fabulous. You can just glimpse some larkspur from the garden which dried naturally in the vase and kept their colour.
I am hoping these will dry in the vase, then I may try spraying some for Christmas.
Is it cold where you are?
I meant to take photographs of all the lovely people in the gallery at tonight's opening, but I was too busy talking to them all (and putting up red dots!)
Just for a change from flowers I put a row of lemons on the table, and jokingly, I asked a friend 'Is it lemons or is it Art?' Quick as a flash Marij said 'It's Tart Art!'
Very tart art.
Thank you so much for all your good wishes.
The exhibition that is!
Since I first saw this lovely space I have wanted to show some of my work here.
I love its simplicity and although it may look a bit stark - imagine some people in there.
Hopefully there will be lots tomorrow night at the opening.
If you live near enough do come!
I will tell you more about the Burgh Hall and
its gallery tomorrow....
..and do something completely different when the computer is driving you mad...
for me, a walk in the forest can do the trick.
A lot of rhododendron has been cleared from the forest floor this year.
A few pickings later
a wreath began to take shape..
larch and some crab apples.
A useful tip - leave it on a flat surface for a day or two till it hardens or it will s t r e t c h into an oval!
At times when the studio looks like this..
it's even more important to me that the sitting room looks like this.
To rest my eyes.
To keep me sane.
Keeping it simple.
Even when it's not.