From the haze of sleep deprivation, I’ve been trying to write this post since the weekend. Saturday was a warm sunny day, if a little breezy, and in the afternoon we walked to a little gallery in the park. The paintings were beautiful; they were all springtime themed and it felt lovely and spring-y with the gallery doors open and people enjoying the sun outside.
We invested in some art too – both artists we met at the open studios last May, and bought some of their work then too. I think it’s so much nicer to have real art on your walls than the same mass produced Ikea poster that everyone else has. Pictures on the walls are one of the things that makes home feel like home to me.
So we bought this picture by Toby Moate:
It’s called Blue Hills, but when we first saw it both husband and I thought it looked like water lilies in a pond. We loved the colours and the fact it could be any landscape you care to see in it. More of Toby’s work can be seen on his website
We also bought these two paintings by Katharine Dove:
We couldn’t decide between the two: husband liked the blossom trees and I liked the daisy fields best, so we ended up with both. And I’m not complaining about that! Katharine’s work can be seen here
The sleep deprivation situation is now improving, thank goodness. The Muppet had what the doctor called a ‘viral cough’ (harmless, and common in babies apparently) which kept him awake and restless for a few nights, and cranky and miserable in the daytime. He’s on the mend now though, and last night was back to his usual waking once for a quick feed, so apart from the scrapy throat (which I’ve no doubt is a present from darling son) I feel more or less human again. It’s amazing how awful a couple of broken nights make you feel.
Big day for the Muppet tomorrow – an adventure to Herefordshire to get christened! More on that to follow…