Hatching

If I were a lady of leisure I would eat quail eggs every day.

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Travelling makes it harder to paint anything serious so instead, I am keep wet sketchy notes in camera and by hand. 


Scottish Flowers

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Song for An Able Bastard

I wish I loved an honest girl,

Unseeking and unsought,

Whose lips were soft as they were shy,

And not as they’d been taught

 

I wish— but what’s the use of that? 

The only She in town

Is not so honest as she’s fair—

She’s light as thistle-down!

 

And that’s my luck, for I was born

When a March moon was mad;

I wish I loved an honest girl-

I wish my father had.

 

Eric Linklater (1899-1974)

Reading Scottish poetry in honor of my current location. But not all Scottish flowers have spines.

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Portable Joys & Taipei

happiness

Sometimes, when you are in foreign place it is the tiniest things that count. I’ve been in Taipei for two days, and of course, I take pictures of all the wrong things. A small flower at the bus stop, cynical cats, an apartment block on a grey day. But these are the things I want to remember the small sweet pleasures. The beauties that I can hold onto.

tinyflower

cats

castlebuilding


Taking Off

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Flying to Taipei today. I always get a little jittery before travelling. It’s just the way that I am. I’m not even afraid of planes, or crashes, or anything like that. It’s just the smell of a new city, a differently angled moon, strange cola mixes. I don’t know. Anyway, did this little doodle to calm down.