I've hardly moved into this new studio of mine - I certainly haven't finished moving in, even though it's been nearly a month - and suddenly it's an open studios evening. I was going to be damp squibbish and say I'd leave it until next time (or the next, or the one after that...) but hey, I can at least make use of the place for some actual work at last. And if I don't like the experience, I don't have to do it again. I'm in room 214.
I make prints and book arts, though nowhere near as often as I'd like - no good reason, just an inability to get on with things. I occasionally go on about landscape (with which I am mildly obsessed) and various of its elements, and I like to pass comment on exhibitions I visit.