Last of the peanut butter on toast for breakfast. Mum sent me a video of a man walking about in Van Gogh’s paintings. I had seen it, or something like it before and enjoyed it anyhow. Drew for an hour in the morning, using my new Iphone for reference. Felt better for it.
Philip called, upset because his gran is at the end of her life. He is with her with his mum, and staying over there tonight. He might postpone his operation if she passes away soon. Well loved lady, whose husband used to have a sweet shop.
I needed to stretch my legs so started walking round the park whilst he was on the phone, then switched to my Lion Boy Playaway. Took photos whilst listening to it too. Went to a different shop to normal and got a few bits. Cashier struggled to communicate with me because I was still listening to the story. I’m on chapter 7 now, and I’m pleased to report I’m starting to get into it.
The story is about animals in a circus which is a weird one for me. When I was at school I got people to sign petitions to try to get it banned. An animal charity sent me upsetting post and my mum got upset that I was upset by it.
At one stage I did question performing animals in drawings, but decided I didn’t think it was bad. It helped me to separate the world of drawings to real life. Horses and dogs are okay I think, but I don’t think other animals are suited to circus life. Deciding that helped me find a sense of self.
They never did ban it in the UK, but it is banned in 19 countries. It didn’t conflict with my foxhunting beliefs at school because I just learnt that horses and dogs cope well with things other animals can’t. And I always knew they were special!
Mum thought I would separate cartoon foxes with real ones, but I didn’t do that like she did. I was always interested in the spirit of the animal. I found clarity in the circus animal debate. The two debates were divided and linked in my mind. I felt better about myself caring about circus animals. I enjoyed a dog circus in Normandy, but felt bad for their travelling goat.
Here are some of my photos from today –
Made a video of Polly Pockets with Melody Gardot’s Iemanja. I liked seeing how automatic pan and zoom copes with photo details. And seeing all the Polly Pockets. Starting a year at infant school the first thing I wanted to see was everybody’s Polly Pockets in the playground.
Also this evening I watched the Panorama Kids In Crisis about children’s mental health. The kids are often only being seen when they have very serious problems and are then much more difficult to treat. It was interesting. I’m glad I watched it. I hope the situation improves. It’s sad when good staff don’t want to work anymore. The system doesn’t allow them to look after the kids as much as they think they need.
It made me think anyway. I’ll try to watch more documentaries, now my laptop is up and running again.
On Monday I might be visiting Ben, a housemate who moved out, with Ash, a new housemate. They got to know each other when he popped back to see how different his, now her, bedroom looked.
I didn’t think I would have anything much to blog about when I started this. I’m starting to be more aware that every day is different and will contain things I can write about. I like it.