Browsing about, I happened on the work of illustrator Sow Ay, which I dug.

So, aye… The word ‘mindful’ gets thrown about quite a lot at the moment, conceptions of ‘presence process’, thinking ‘right now’. Some aspects of That Sort of Thing work well for me, anyway.

This cartoon by Sow Ay is a nice reminder that one may be feeling good, all over it, even, but not to take that for granted.

Not drinking alcohol reminds me that my brain works in certain ways, quite a lot of which can be positive, but there’s a lot of excitable over-thinking, unsolicited extrapolation and fret as well. I’m getting to appreciate that the brain waves are easier to stay afloat on without a body full of booze.

Today? I was shovelling a tonne of compost on to the veg patch, which I suppose works as a metaphor but was, also, an actual tonne of actual compost on to an actual veg patch… alongside other first-day-of-holiday, warm-sunny-weather-in-late-winter hyphenated pottering. Lots of time with the kids. Oh yeah, Leeds won as well. It was A Good Day.

Not taking it for granted, no sir, not saying I’m full of understanding… but yeah, recognising when it feels good.

This week, band practice is off due to the entire band being afflicted with the same rattling phlegmy cough/diabolical runny nose issues, which we understand Science has termed Green Lumpy Sickness.

I was going to post something musical, but my ears are all gluey so instead today I’m going to unglue my mind, dig? I mean, I’m sat on the sofa glad I’m not lugging an amp in this rain, wheezily catching up on some reading.

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This book of Francis Bacon interviews was a good find. It’s transcripts, which I used to write for a living and came to love, and content wise is full of surprising revelations, with the dialogue opening up intriguing ideas about artistic processes.

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DS     It’s a matter of reconciling opposites, I suppose – of making the thing be contradictory things at once.
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Isn’t it that one wants a thing to be as factual as possible and at the same time as deeply suggestive or deeply unlocking of areas of sensation other than simple illustrations of the object that you set out to do? Isn’t that what all art is about?

Mmmm, mmmm.
[Inserts felt penned My Little Ponies image again – starts laughing – sets off paroxysm of chesty coughing – that’ll learn him – ]