It's not you, it's me ...

Yesterday I was reminded by a loyal reader of this blog (no, we're not related) that it was about time I blew the cobwebs off it and posted something new. And I was forced to agree with him, not because he's bigger than me (I reckon I could take him anyway) but because he was right. Since then I've been rehearsing an opening paragraph talking about depression and melancholia and ennui and other whiny bits of self justification for my inactivity and negligence which have all gone out of the window as soon as I sat down to type (not the actual depression, melancholia etc just the desire to talk about them here).

So to news, well today will see the opening ceremony of the Olympics (which I will probably watch in fits and starts), it may be epic, it may be complete pants, my money's on a bit of both. By the way, if LOCOG consider my previous sentence (as in 'may be complete pants') and link to be derogatory as per their website's boilerplate terms of use policy I invite them to 'bite me' as I believe the young people say nowadays. Particularly as today seems to be a day in which British Justice has already worn its sensible head in the High Court.

What has already happened today is that Paul Chambers' appeal against his conviction in the so called Twitter Joke Trial (#TwitterJokeTrial for all you social networking technophiles) has finally been upheld. Let's hope he now gets ample compensation for having his life ruined. And as an aside when are the bloody Yorkshire Post going to stop using the phrase 'bomb hoax' in connection with this case? There was never any bomb hoax, intention to hoax or mention of a bomb in his original tweet.

I expect you're getting bored with all this real world stuff by now and want to see a picture? Well, here you go.

'Sans Titre (apres Rene M)' 2012 Acrylic on canvas 12" x 9"

This is the latest in a line of what seems to have become an annual commission and will be winging it's way to a new (and hopefully appreciative home) round about tea time on Sunday.

In other news I'm happy to announce that RESURGAM now has a permanent home in St Andrew's Plymouth. The next Bank Square Arts Market will be Saturday 4th August. Please note that I will not be at the August event owing to it being my (and mrspicturepalace's) silk wedding anniversary that weekend (go one google how many years is 'silk', I had to). I will however return (in triumph) on September 1st.

I should also perhaps mention at this juncture that next year (2013) I will having my first one man show (cue modest applause) at Ivybidge's impressive Watermark Centre. It will be in the run up to Christmas so start saving your pennies now!

PS. If my use of the words 'melancholia' and 'ennui' at the top of this post conjured up a vision of some floppy haired Victorian romantic for you please dispel it from your mind. Depression in all it's forms (even the comparatively mild symptoms I've been experiencing recently) is quite simply a bugger, and no fun at all!

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