January - nearly over. A pretty uncreative month for me. Somehow the darkness and those blank flat skies hold little inspiration. So to something practical to satisfy those itchy "making fingers," "doing hands."
Just piecing block on block. Like a journey. Taking the steps. Eventually I get somewhere. Life is like this. Taking steps.
This year I seem to be drawn to houses, schoolhouses and cottages. My journal begins with an imaginary Cornish seaside sign. Inspired by January 1st spent at St. Ives.
