art

It's good to be out. It's good to be out and see great shows that make you think and be inspired about the power of art. It's good to be out and among people, to look and feel excited. It's good to be out and feel all lovely in my new shoes and remember that I have enthusiasm and sparkle. It's good to be out and see that I've forgotten but that I have remembered again. It's good to be out even though I am really tired and not quite well and for that not to matter. It's good to be out and chuckle at young things with self-consciously stylish hair and notice that Glasgow is different to Edinburgh and that everything is interesting. It's good to be out and to run full pelt the length of the bus in heels to catch your stop and get off in time. It's good to be out and strange to reflect that everyone asked me if I was an artist too, and that every time I said no.