I would love to know how many times I have made this trip: as a child with Dad driving, Mum in the front, little bro beside me and the pockets of the Triumph Herald filled with sweeties; or nowadays, either driving myself or with B doing the driving. At the moment we are making the 90-minute trip frequently, between two homes, the car stacked with odds and ends of the house move. This week we were blessed with spectacular weather for the drive. I love taking random photos with my phone on car trips. I can't see what I'm shooting at the time and get some exciting results when I transfer the photos over from my phone.

Moving out. The house is on the market, renovations on the interior are almost complete; the exterior comes next. The actual house move itself is beginning to draw close.
7 great things from this week:

- Goodbye old art bin, hello to the new one
​- Smooth operator
- Beginning to see clear spaces
- The new skip filling up quickly (the fourth 16 cubic yarder)
- Smooth walls! And clean windows!
- I discovered we had a model of the universe in an old lamp
- We discovered we had a feature staircase under the old carpet

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The great clear-out prior to the final house move continued this week with the shed. At one time we used it as a pottery, and the clutter was incredible. This old touristy biscuit-tin printed with scenes of the Cotswolds turned up; I was fascinated by its innocence and the faded, scratched surfaces which seemed to add mysterious symbols to buildings and describe jagged lightning strikes of rust!

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Our third - yes, THIRD - 16 cubic metre skip is our own personal Michael Landy's Art Bin project (2010, the South London Gallery) pictured half-way to being filled to the hilt with failed projects, ghastly drawings, and portfolios of fails.
Never be an artist if you are of the faint-hearted persuasion.

Moving house.
​4 great things this week:

- shadows on a bare wall bore painful memories of the school gym horse
- familiar items left lying out of context displayed spectacular grids and patterns
- when carpets were lifted we discovered we had been living over haunted concrete
- Agnes Martin paintings (you had to be there, not the best phots!) a woven rattan stool reminded us of her drawings

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