Labour Day – passes in a quiet, unassuming , effortless way. Countless trips between kitchen and studio, noticing a few, brandy wine, tomatoes on the vine – not quite ready to eat (understatement) aggressively green for this time of year – well there’s time.
With my camera I take a few compulsive shots of a head I’m working on – 'note taking' I say to myself – before making changes. In the past I never could have done this - perhaps it was a blessing – now it’s become almost a habit. I wonder if this extra step has made me too self conscious. I suspect it has.