I am very happy to report that I am now a newly minted driver. My test was utterly terrifying, but all my lessons must have paid off, cause I passed! Since then, I have been tootling around the countryside singing to Elton John (the only cd I can find).
For my first solo outing, I went to Bride village, initially with the intention of visiting a spooky well. I’m not sure what happened there, but it always gives me the heebie-jeebies when I pass it, so I thought I’d go and have a good look. Unfortunately, it was pouring with rain, so, not wanting to get wet as well as hebbie-jebbied, I decided to go to Bride Tearooms instead.

As well as passing the time eating cake and reading about hares, I took the opportunity to write out the postcards for the members of the artist collective I belong too. The collective is made up of alumni from a residency we all did at the New York School of Visual Art. We decided to send each other artwork postcards that we will then exhibit in our respective locations. I thought I might exhibit the ones I receive at my Open Studio during the Isle of Man Art Festival in September.

Speaking of the Art Festival, the group that organises it recently had an exhibition at the Manx Museum, in which I showed a collage and a painting. As part of the promotion for the exhibition, Manx National Heritage commissioned a series of videos of some of the participating artists, of which I was one. Here is my video. You will note the camera (read: Lindt chocolate balls) adds 10lbs.

The exhibition has now finished, and as I sold neither of my pieces, we had to go and collect them. As the painting is rather a biggin, my fella tried to hire the huge van, but, unfortunately, there wasn’t any available. Never fear, my fella’s Pa (aka Special Projects Manager) fashioned a transporting frame which he tied to Dorris (his trusty Freelander) and hey presto, we got the painting home in one piece!







