
I've still got this fascination at the moment with telegraph poles and wires, which in turn has led to a fascination with the sky...and the amazing things it does to the wires!
The sky late this afternoon was extraordinary...




...in complete contrast, the light at
Birling Gap the weekend before last was completely defining, and just so clear...

I find hospitals probably some of the least aesthetically pleasing places on the planet...but I was determined to at least try and appreciate
something...even if it was simply arrangement of inanimate shapes...

...outside was better...



...and in amongst all these wires; these
communicative threads, I got out my watercolours and painted a birthday present for a friend...

...and then,
clearly, just went back to basking in industrial sun...