i want to be fit and well. i want to be able to drive, without being dizzy, i want to be free. you know what want got?.... i cant remember what he got, but it wasnt pleasant.
i know we have to be pro-active. we cant wish for things, well we can but unless we put the hard work in then its not going to land itself on our plates.
i plead every morning that i wont have to endure another day like this. yesterday was quite a good day for me. i was out in the morning and afternoon, got stuck in smoggy traffi. i wasnt so bad. this morning i was hit with a bad day. i wont learn to pace myself. i dont learn that on a good day i should do a little and rest a lot. im greedy and take the whole day like its my last.
i managed to do some stitching aswell. i supply individual pieces of my work to a little shop in sussex. vanessa bell, the artist, lived there. and the bloomsbury group used to holiday there. its in the rolling hills of the south downs. when i was 19 i used to be fascinated with their lives, i read books visited the house. id been stitching pieces since 1997, and in a particularly low time i arranged a meeting with them to discuss my work. it took three attempts and they accept pieces twice a year. i say at a low time, because then if they refused my work well i knew that i wasnt that good so nothing mattered.