I have moved inside, the heating is finally switched on, and cold winds sweep around the narrow streets of Siena, while rain is drumming on the window panes. Hettie has gone to the States for Thanks giving, so I am 'dog and cat sitting' , a task that is proving quite demanding- Bonnie is a young dog, very strong, and, like all labradors, (I am led to believe) very emotional, and in possession of an almost excessively loving heart.
This predicament has caused her great distress in the last couple of days, when she has mourned Hettie with the most heart breaking howls and sobs in the evening when I have gone to bed... she is also very intelligent, it seems, and last night, before I retired, I sat down with her and had a good chat, stroking her and reassuring her that she was not left alone; that Hettie would be back and also that I would take her for walkis in the morning. And this actually calmed her down, and she trusted me...!
So, apart from becoming, rather late in life, for the first time, a dog whisperer and dog walker , I have continued some traditional autumnal pursuits, like my oil painting course, where we are taught by a lady who is giving us a very classical introduction to oil painting according to the methods of the renaissance masters- i.e. underpainting with earth colours etc. Here below I am depicted, to the right in the painting by a fellow pupil, carrying out my task, and in the next picture my 'work-in-progress' effort at trying to make some painterly sense of a rather uninteresting still life:
It seems as if you were back in your bogolan studio: earth colors, sewing again… and always creative! A good way to use your multiple talents!!!
ReplyDeleteAlas not quite as creative, perhaps, but we'll have to start somewhere!
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