It feels like a day for a list, especially after flicking through the Art of Looking Sideways once again. 'Impressions, fragments, memories of places. How often has one seen a gem, an oddity, a surprise, a piece of information, an idea, only for it to dissolve in the memory and be forgotten. A visual encounter lost forever.'
Today. Studio, Greenwich, blanket, sunbathing, scantily clad, bare feet, running down the hill, rounders, ice cream, flip flops, cat nap, makeshift cardboard tray, hurried dinner, 436, camberwell, patterns, gloss, brown paper squares on graph paper, etchings, miniature plants, easter island canvas, print room envy, wolverhampton reunion, petrol station snack stock up, home, chilli, spotify, an ellie on my bed, vogue, fashion blog trawling, budget, midnight ice lolly, shopping trip plans for tomorrow. Lists make me sound so much more productive.
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