Today is supposed be haircut day. As we can't go to a salon or barbers until July I'll be getting my hair scissors out. I wasn't taught how to cut hair but learnt from watching at my Mum's salon, where I worked during the holidays when I was a teenager. I remember working extremely hard and one summer saved my tips to buy a pair of cowboy boots. This has reminded me that when I was at University I cut hair in the Art Studio as a sideline. I cut quite a few of the Lecturers hair too, which was very well paid and they always cooked me my supper too.
Yesterday was a very successful day in the studio. The painting went well, Joe took photographs of artwork needed for a magazine, I sold work and several other great things happened on the work front. Today has been much more of a struggle. I've possibly ruined two paintings and it's been one step forward and two steps back. The trouble with me is that if I have a really good day I want it to continue forever. Time to go for a walk!
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