I am not just talking about my inevitable return to the UK, but about life. I have been ‘living’ in this holiday resort for almost 3 months and all the people here have the ‘ability’ to lie on their sun loungers day after day, all day for months. I can’t do it. Judging from my ‘sun tan’ you’d think I’d just got off the plane. I have never been able to relax. Its the creative curse and the endless journey with no point of arrival. I think on balance I am grateful for at least having the ambition to pursue something. Back to the painting, its going well.
Blue palm tree, Mexico. Day 3