I've lived in S W France for 37 years. And I think I've finally discovered the elixir of life.
What could be more life-enhancing, or maybe life-enriching, than to sit in the shade of an old pollarded plane tree, outside a small village bistrot, sipping pastis or red wine, watching pretty girls go by, and finding easy solutions to all the world's problems.
Of course my tubes of colour remain temporarily sealed, the pages of my sketch books remain virgin white, and my studio seems permanently abandoned.
Cro can be found drinking red wine outside his favourite bistrot, and the world can go jump. When I'm at play, I play. When I'm at work, I work. Painting, they say, is 90% contemplation, and 10% application. I take my 'contemplation' very seriously, and there's nothing more serious than mixing the ingredients for that great elixir.
Stopped Short - Yesterday, I spent seven hours at college, most of it reading and writing notes. Subsequently I slept well after settling down well after 9 .30 pm I was ...
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