I devised today's title in the hope that I could improve the visitor statistics of my blog through luring in those who are hoping for saucy revelations. Alas, there's none of that and even if there were I wouldn't be telling any of you lot! Even though I'm from Essex I'm not the kiss and tell type. Mind you, any bloke, however fit he was, trying any of that malarkey at the moment would get a firm punch on the nose for his troubles. I've barely got the energy to get up and make a cup of tea let alone any of that nonsense.
Yes, I'm still poorly and have been signed off for another week. My mish-mash of symptoms are puzzling. So I've now had a blood test, chest x-ray..... and a referral to cardiology. Yikes! Happily the odds are that this is a persistent viral infection rather than a damaged ticker. So aside from medical appointments I've not been out since I dropped Louis off to catch the school bus and popped into Aldi for a few bits and bobs. That was last Wednesday. Copious rest remains the predominant feature of my life. A few lovely people have visited to provide laughter, which accordingly to the Reader's Digest is the best medicine. They also take the piss of the hacking cough that rears its head if I move two paces.
As long as I'm warm and don't move though I'm pretty comfortable. So bed's the place then propped up by a unfeasibly high pile of pillows! Sadly I wasn't up to my printmaking class on Thursday so have been contenting myself with inspiring books on techniques. And over the weekend I took to some boudoir crafting. That nifty lap table from the Futon Workshop that I bought years ago but have hardly ever used has finally seen the light of day just before it was about to undergo the decluttering treatment
.My thoughts are back on crabs! I'm mustering up the courage to do some cutting out and sticking for my crustacean themed collagraph print later in the week. Using a big tub of glue in bed will not be without its hazards. But in the meantime I've been sticking to what I know and carving into a polystyrene pizza plate with nothing more than a biro and a metal drinking straw. So cheap, so simple. I don't even have to buy the pizzas. Friends save their bases for me and it's not unknown to come home from work and find some posted through my door. Recycling at its best I say.
Here's the half finished result which I'll admit to finding pretty pleasing. I'll make some pictures from it when my strength has returned. What I like about this technique is that the print doesn't come out as expected. Be prepared to be surprised like me when I can finally venture downstairs and get the inks out. Printing in bed is an ambition to far. I'm looking forward to being better soon and showing off the finished article.