I recently sent my son two of my remaining art pieces (I destroyed the rest, temperamental?) and now I just have one left. The two I sent him were a pen and ink - pointillism - of a young girl and a charcoal of a young boy. Here they are hanging on the wall in his house in Malta. I did the girl at 16 and the boy at about 19.
I dug around until I found my old self portrait which NO ONE liked but me. Odd since I was so hypercritical of my painting as a kid. I was 15 or 16 when I painted it. Any how, the frame was crap so I re-framed it and I like it even better.
Now on to the knitting. I found this lovely lambs wool Aran yarn in my knee wall while looking for forgotten things. I have no idea what I will do with it.
And last but not least this is "The Lake", Horizon 3 on it's way to Arizona.