The Vale of Rest by Sir John Everett Millais, Bt, 1858-1859.

Two nuns in a graveyard at dusk, one sits looking at the viewer, holding prayer beads, the other has sleeves rolled up digging a grave
The Vale of Rest by Sir John Everett Millais, Bt, 1858-1859

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I was chatting with a friend the other night about art, and about visiting art galleries. It got me thinking about this painting, The Vale of Rest, by Sir John Everett Millais that used to hang in the Tate gallery on the north bank of the Thames back in the mid-1990s.

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A fresh inspiration every day

Sketch of Valencia
1778 / Keeping up and warm / Valencia — by Hugo Costa

I follow quite a few blogs, mostly via the excellent Feedly which I moved to after the sad demise of Google Reader. Very few, however, I subscribe to receive via email on a daily basis.

A fresh drawing everyday by Hugo Costa is one exception.

As his blog title suggests, he posts a new sketch every day. Some are black and white, some are colour, all are beautiful.

While I have been unsubscribing to a lot of email newsletters over the last few months, this is one that I look forward to daily. I find his art inspiring. The image above, which he described as being from fish-eye perspective, is one of my favourites.

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Gardening, stamina and Joshua’s chalk drawings

Our back garden in a state of order
Our back garden in a state of order

One of the delights of this past weekend — apart from almost seeing the blood moon eclipse last night (there was too much cloud cover at 03:47 when I peered out of my south-westwards facing study window) — was getting the back garden tidied up.

Of course, the front garden still looks like a jungle. (Sorry neighbours!) But the back garden looks splendid and neat. The secret to tidy-looking gardens, I believe, is simply in defining straight lines and borders. It’s a bit like web design. But without the benefits of flexbox.

What is frustrating, though, is that my stamina still hasn’t returned after last year’s headache.

It’s been over a year now since I was in hospital. When I got out my GP said that I shouldn’t expect to begin to get my energy back until January or February; it was more like April when I began to feel that I was making some improvement.

But then in July the headaches began again. I know I was pushing myself too hard: cycling every couple of days, staying up too late, and I need to get my eyes tested again (appointment booked for Monday).

Time to reel myself in a bit and be a bit more sensible and disciplined.

Still, in the meantime at least the shed is tidy. And who doesn’t love a tidy potting shed?

Look! You can now walk in through the door and not tread on something.
Look! You can now walk in through the door and not tread on something.

And I think I may have discovered that Joshua is the secret identity of Banksie.

I love this cheerful drawing of a man and... a thing.
I love this cheerful drawing of a man and… a thing.

Seemingly to the right of the cheerful man is his thought bubble. I need to ask Joshua again what he’s thinking. Because I seem to recall that it was something random. Like a pie.