I love ALL this sh**

Home, slightly whiffing of oil paints, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Having given up art when young and feckless, I have returned, older, wiser and largely soberer! My first lessons since Uni in 1991, I am rediscovering the joy of painting.

Not only that, I have taken the leap and gone for oil painting, a new medium to me but one that fits like a glove. Nothing whimsical about oil paints, they require industrial materials and are not for the faint hearted. I was left my Grandfathers oil paints 10 years ago and I am now getting good use of them. Our relationship was not a good one, some may say it was a generational difference, others may say that his general disregard for females was the problem but ANYWAY, he would have approved of his well love oils getting a second airing.

I am delighted that this portal of my life has been reopened. It is an opportunity for me to make amends with my mother and grandfather, make some beautiful paintings for my family and friends and get some well deserved time to myself.