In these uncertain times, I am seeking good omens wherever I find them in my life. Yesterday, a charity shop find of beautiful yarn from Fyberspates, top, and Posh Yarn, 4 smaller balls. Bought in hanks and a meditative half hour last night spent winding them into balls.
Eight yolks from 6 eggs this morning (pavlova in the making)
Gloriously scented James Galway rose in bloom in the garden
I am working intermittently in Manchester until September. This week, I discovered that the Whitworth Gallery is 5 minutes walk from where I am working. What a lunchtime treat. The curators may have known I was coming - steel sculpture, intricate drawing, two textile artists, tranquil space, wonderful gardens. As I did not expect to be taking photos, I had no camera, only my phone, hence some wonky horizontals and verticals.
Tranquil spaces, and amusingly, labels on the walls giving details of the Little and Green paint colours used on the gallery walls
Garden glimpses
Steel sculpture by Anya Gallacio
Fabulous drawing by Deanna Petherbridge
and then Lucien Day
Followed by huge lengths of the astonishing printed fabric by Barbara Brown
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Time after work, for a walk around Piccadilly Basin, along the canal. Great patterns in the ribs next to the lock gates to give grip while pushing
ribs of a different type.
Round the corner, some public murals - unexpected bluetit
and a calligram ( shape poem) by the remarkable Lemn Sissay. ( Joyful things are found when looking up, rather than down at the phone or the map, when one is in an unfamiliar city)
sunset over the city rooftops
and so to bed.
