3am this morning there's a knock on my door and a small voice asking to use my phone.. turns out my neighbours had just been beaten up outside the local supermarket and had their everything stolen by a bunch of teenage girls, just because they are a homosexual couple.
Why the FUCK do some people think this is OK?
Finally! I just finished a commissioned portrait of thirteen people, after spending the -entire- day indoors, trying to meet a deadline (tomorrow). This happened because as usual I left it as long as possible before getting started and because I'd rather go climbing than sit still for hours.
Lesson: Spend your rainy afternoons climbing, and you shall spend your sunny days inside drawing (sigh).
On the bright side, I had an adventure in the bush yesterday out walking with grist, we got lost in Ngaio gorge - well, not exactly lost but definitely off the beaten track - in fact off -any- track. Lots of bush-bashing, and we found this cool little clearing with a wier that should be in a Japanese garden somewhere and would be perfect for a lazy afternoon with a beer or two. Lacking beer, we took note of the location (not that we knew where we were) for a later date.
It reminded me of being a kid, when even the local park would turn into Africa on the application of a little imagination. Awesome!