It took five buses, one train and two ferries to get to Edinburgh and back yesterday on an impulse trip to catch the Joan Eardley exhibition on its penultiimate day.
It was wonderful to be in Edinburgh again, and in an art gallery again! And so worth it to see this exhibition. 42 works of breathtaking honesty, compassion and sheer bravery. It takes courage to do your own thing and put it out in the world to be judged.
Reproductions are of course pretty amazing, but nothing is so moving as standing in ftont of the real thing! How I have missed it. Have you?
My favourite little cafe/delicatessen G&T a few doors up from The Scottish Gallery has changed hands after many decades, but they do a nice cappuccino.
Life is looking up.