Kate forgot we were supposed to be going to Roxy's house and Cat had decided it was ghoulish, so I made Kate ring them and say we weren't coming, as I certainly wouldn't go alone, especially as it would cost me about £40 in taxi fares which I can ill afford.
I am now working on a portrait of Nibby, a recent 'pensioner' which will be titled 'artist' for that is what she does. It is crap as usual, and not helped by being from a black and white photo. I have noticed that I am somehow inclined to foreshorten faces and wonder whether this is something to do with my position at the easel. I shall think about this. I must try and get a sitter some time to see if this makes any difference.
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