'And very nice too...if I may say so...but you've drawn yourself out haven't you? and left nothing for the paint to explore...it's a swine when that happens. The drawings are good...a bit too over stated here and there perhaps...but I see from the title you've got something...errr... going on...as they say.'
I laughed - ' I'm going to have t'give 'em up aren't I – I think I’ll have that pastry now?'
He lifted his glass and swivelled around.
'That's about the long and the short of it, just...put them away for now and get stuck into the canvases with the same energy you put onto the paper - discover your idea again, otherwise you’ll loose it and your idea will disappear with the wind - you know it - because all you'll be doing is illustrating the drawings onto the canvas like the sweet precious nonsense we can see anywhere.' And he let out a low laugh.
'Yes - I figured that as well' I groaned.
'I was just prevaricating…you ok Doc? ...I heard the Gnossienne last night and got Hanumans note … thank you … I pinned it up on the wall behind you.’ I ate my Danish.
He closed his eyes. ‘ Yes I’m ok, thank you for asking.’
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