Gradually the swirling piles of possessions are beginning to settle, and this place is beginning to feel like home. I have been disorientated in the early mornings when I fail to recognise the ceiling in my new bedroom and wonder where I am. I have little moments when it dawns on me that someone else is living in ‘my house’ and I have vivid memories of the old place, strengthened I suspect by the sketches I made. All this said, I am happy in the new house and this week I even unearthed my coloured pencils and gave them an airing.
Here are my drawing for Week 34 – I continue to be amazed that I have continued this project for so long, I guess it has become a habit…..