Christmas week
That’s the sound of me landing at Heathrow. * Hello, I’m here. ** You didn’t hear that, did you? Actually, it sounded more like a little “poof”. Because it snowed overnight. And the whole of Oxfordshire is reduced to incredible shapes and shadows. All of which I’m compelled
At Café Calabria Frank’s cappuccino – made with love Beautiful company Brotherly help White jeans and sugar Panama hat Sidewalk scene Mirror shot Um…err…moving on Time to go
C and I were invited to M and L's Princeton cabin. We were three adults and three teens, four dogs, two cats and two horses. (We took two cars)
I walked back to my painting the other day and thought, “We need some colour around here.” I was using brilliant carmines and buttery yellows and cerulean and blue but I managed to subdue the colours with black…like the weather outside…like