annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary
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Day 121
I did another art workshop - Degas dancers, in pastels, which was what he used. They're quite tricky - if you go too big then you're fucked really. I'm pleased with the reach of the arms and the skirts. Next Saturday is about the Renaissance and I think doing a Botticelli which is a bit exciting. I wish these ones were posted up afterwards - I feel I could start again with this but I can't remember what we did. It says it's aimed at kids 10-13, but it suited me perfectly. I didn't feel talked down to at all, in fact I forgot it was for kids. Art Enthusiasts in London if you fancy it. Ah go on, then, here's the link:
https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/o/art-enthusiasts-london-12917494907
Apart from that I've watched a lot of that Australian drama - they killed off her bloke in a car accident, on his way to the baby shower. Brutal.
Daughter is 18 months clean and sober today, without a single relapse, despite all the shit. What a star.
My leg wound is fucking disgusting. There's a huge great swelling of liquid under the dressing, which the nurse did warn me would happen, but I didn't know how repulsive I'd find it or how much effort I'd have to make to stop imagining it as a great cavernous hole. When the dressing comes off there'll be... ach no, you don't need to think of that. It hurts.
1:19 a.m. - 12.07.20
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