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[WEDNESDAY 02 FEBRUARY 2011]

• Menial computer tasks to do - CHECK
• Internet distractions minimised - CHECK
• Tea drunk - CHECK
• Studio heater on - CHECK

I will now switch off the computer and I will put my shoes on and I will take the short walk outside, around the corner, up the ladder, and there to take my place on the other side of the wall I am currently facing...

The wall was physical, not metaphorical.  The loft is just the other side.

Out comes the Cadmium Red, and I set to outlining the new-improved 'Home Sweet Home', it takes great concentration and a long time.  As I painted in the areas around the last 2 letters, I found myself thinking like E.T. "Home! Ho-ooome!"

Enough of the japes.  Next I tackle the morse-code dots and dashes, painting around them and filling in the crack with what will soon be a deep, dark void.  I take a photo, it looks like some kind of craggy, barnicle-d whale opening its mouth just a crack to reveal some blue lights glowing from deep within.  Strange.