Various yellows and greys from my walk home today:

Self-PPEortrait

Spotted in a nearby charity shop today. This tragic pile had the top shelf of a display unit to itself. I wonder what the final straw was that led to the donation? Or why they were being hoarded in the first place?

Selva Almada - Not a River. Short (2hrs or so as an audiobook), vertical slice of life in rural Argentina told with compelling precision and poetic clarity. I loved this and found myself mentally turning it over more thoroughly than many books 10x the length.

Nowadays, deep in middle age, I find myself assembling and painting Warhammer stuff for my son. Mainly Orks. It's pleasantly ego-dissolving. Here's a warlord guy I finished a few minutes ago (yes, the red is meant to be patchy as the rig is supposed to look worn/battle damaged).

50 years of jaws. i’ve always been on the sharks side…

I am so old that my childhood is now behind glass in a museum.

OK, in brief: burn-out in lockdown led to me taking a 'break' which has lasted 5 years. I've cried wolf about being 'back' several times before so crossing fingers. Been occupied mainly with family and nursing physical and mental health. Managing though, and house remains full of love.

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