St Gall - work in progress. Making first steps from hand sketch to hard line drawing.

As published earlier, provided for reference

Morning spent being social with friends at the end of the year. Home now in air conditioning. It finally feels like summer now: hot and cloudless.

Docklands looking scorched. Approximately 1.19pm

A hot Australian Christmas sky over Docklands. Interesting: the iPhone 13 Pro camera doesn’t cope well with the undifferentiated blue, it is quite pixelated.

This is a real insight. I value it.

I have so few practical constraints on my creativity that to come up against a firm NO is liberating and prompting of personal insights. I DO NOT want to make films. (I am not kidding myself, I know I couldn’t make films without directorial training, money, backers, insight into the art, a natural propensity for cinema, etc. - and a host of other things I don’t have, but I truly do not want to have any of these things.)

Fantastic!

I am working out what I want to do slowly (basically over the last 50 years) by determining what I do not want to do. I loved writing those scanned pages in the café in Albert Park, with my messy, expressive handwriting - that is what I want to do! To write! Longhand, touch typing, script, copperplate - all of the above.

And drawing too. Modest aspirations, easily satisfied.