rain, rain, go away....

Thought you might like to see how my home town looked at midnight last night... We had a month's rain in a few hours, causing both rivers to burst their banks and invade the town centre (that is actually one of the main roads, not a river!). This has never happened before in living memory, perhaps we should be worried and maybe now it's time for our great leaders to take climate change a bit more seriously? I wish I could say I had faith in them to act! Luckily, for me at least, I live up the hill...

New roughs over on the Growing Boy.

falling

Update: Isaiah complete (above).

"...as if he were shielding himself from the little spotlight shining on him, is if the snow were
a window through which he has caught sight of something deep inside the earth."

from Miss Smilla's Feeling for Snow

Two posts in one day! It's because it is so dark, too dark to work. The rain has been falling in a steady torrent since yesterday, shows no sign of stopping, and has kindly let me know that I have a leaky roof too...

This is the first stage of Isaiah, done with watercolour, pencil and a little salt ;-)

As soon as day breaks, I will start to work over this. It still looks like night outside, even though it's noon.

operation garden clean up, day 1

Day 1. It's raining. It has rained all day, alternating beween heavy drizzle and steady downpour. So far Operation Garden Clean Up has consisted of me unwrapping my new secateurs and staring forlornly out of the window, interspersed with playing the harp and trying to cheer myself up listening to Gil Scott Heron.

Now planning to watch Chicken Run with Jack... again.