The sun made a rare appearance on Sunday when I took my two headless friends down to the Charity Gala at Carlton. Thank goodness it didn’t rain because I didn’t realise we weren’t getting proper stalls and had to cobble something together with tables,clothes pegs and some nice green sheets, which went rather nicely with my car!
It was nice to sit in the sun instead of being at work in the pub. It was also good to be raising money for Cancer Research UK, so the fact that I spent my meagre profit on veggie hot dogs and raffle tickets didn’t sting quite as much as it could have. Yes, yet again the compliments were flowing but nobody was putting their money where there mouth is! (wrong venue?wrong product?wrong price?)
Some of my pennies went on climbing this big wooden tower and throwing myself from the top…well ok, nothing so dramatic, I think I’m over that urge, but I did have a go at abseiling much to everyone’s amusement. It was pretty scary at the top but I had no excuse after watching tiny children doing the “Leap of Faith”(basically climbing a pole with a tiny platform at the top and then jumping off!).
Returning to work after 2 weeks off, I was almost immediately struck down by the familiar despair of “what am I doing? why did I get a degree? what is the point of “creativity?” Then this morning I remembered this project which I first heard of through Karen Syms . So I forked out for my sketchbook and signed myself up, with the idea that if I’m PAYING for a sketchbook, with a deadline to fill it, then I will be motivated . The subject of my sketchbook will be “I’m Sorry I Forgot You” ( their title not mine).