Monthly Archives: October 2011

I donated my voice to science

If anyone was still speculating about what my geeky excitement was about last week… Last week I had a stray sighting of an advert for the Euan Macdonald Centre for Motor Neurone Disease Research. I think it may have been … Continue reading

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Pumpkin creations

Somehow both Mr Woodsmoke and I have been being more creative/crafty recently.  I don’t know whether it’s my Artist’s Way rubbing off, or just that we’ve had a little bit of a breather.  His woodturning class certainly seems to be … Continue reading

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The Artist’s Way week 9 v1

OK, I have been defeated this week!  Next week is going to be week 9 version 2. On the regular Artist’s Way activities, I did very well.  7/7 morning pages, even when I had to get up at 6 (I … Continue reading

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Celtic artist’s date

Having been exceptionally busy with jobhunting for the last couple of days, I’m only now getting round to writing about Tuesday’s artist’s date. When I was a teenager I started drawing Celtic knotwork and really enjoyed it, but I stopped … Continue reading

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Faces

I’ve never actually posted on the Gallery on the Sticky Fingers before (it’s a lovely idea, people post pictures and stories all on the same theme and it’s great to read). However, this week the theme is faces and I … Continue reading

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Geeky excitement

I have signed up to do something next Monday that has me very geekily excited. – It is not a science festival – It is not a public talk – It is not an exhibition – It is not related … Continue reading

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My child self reflects on poetry

There is a great emphasis in the Artist’s Way of becoming a child again. It sees childhood as a time of creative freedom, before we get all that imagination squashed out of us. A time that we were willing to … Continue reading

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