Merry christmas

We had a great christmas - traditional for us, doing absolutely nothing. Number two won at 2010s Trivial Pursuit for the third year in a row (it is NOT a game for the over 50s), presents were exchanged, food was eaten and three of us went for an evening walk. 

Number one stayed over for christmas eve and christmas night and it was very lovely to have all four of us in the house again. Boxing Day number two left on an early flight back to Melbourne and the rest of us went out to the Braidwood house to rip the carpet up from the bedrooms before the painters arrive ... it was stinking hot but we got it off the floor OK. Haven't removed the tacking strips yet but that can be a job for another day. Number one thought the house was pretty cool, if a bit peculiar in layout! And picked a room, being the first child to see the place (the two rooms are largely identical, but you know, always nice to get first pick).

The gardens are very shaggy and the house is very echoey and empty, although the tenants left it absolutely spotless. We thought there might be floorboards or something exciting under the carpet ... and there might be but it was a school house for many years so there are very ugly green lino squares emphatically glued to whatever is underneath.

 

We are not that interested in renovating so will happily carpet over it all again. I like carpet in bedrooms anyway, warmer and quieter.

We had a picnic lunch and headed back into Canberra for drinks with friends. Lots of traffic going the other way, down to the beach. Hopefully we'll get some beach days but there's so much to do....

More lino printing

 The face is still improving and I'm taking the opportunity to do house things and a little bit of art on the side. It's amazing what a couple of weeks rest will do - I feel so much better all over, even though I didn't think I was particularly overworked! One of the many reasons why I never made it to be a big boss, I don't think I could physically handle it. And who would want to? 

Lino printing is messy as all get out. I moved from water-based to oil-based inks which resulted in a much better print, but the clean up is brutal, even though I'm using an ink that can be washed up in water (if you're quick! don't let it dry...). 

So I've had a mad fiesta of cutting and printing, and now I've packed it all away until we move house. I will be doing dainty watercolours and perhaps some pencil sketching until we sell this place. 

Some of the prints work much better than others. I  bought some lovely thin rice paper with bits of flowers and leaves in it. It takes a print wonderfully, and you have pink bits.

The better ones are where there is actually some use of the qualities of lino printing - that is, taking what is essentially two options (ink or no ink) and making it mean different things in different spaces.

Sometimes the blank space is darkness, and sometimes it is light.

The ones where it is just a drawing in light (or dark) are less good. 

These are all copies of other people's work with some minor alterations (usually simplifying! The new Pfeil tools are lovely but I am not yet able to get the level of detail that some people achieve). Except for this one, this is all my own idea :)

The movement on the penguins is completely unintentional - just bits where I haven't cut away properly - but I like it! Looks like they're dancing. I am foolishly in a lino printing Facebook group which is international and has the most extraordinarily accomplished works ... as well as absolute beginners which make me feel better. 

I hang them on a little clothesline to dry - takes about two weeks to dry completely - one of the many reasons why it's not suitable for people trying to sell a house.

Definitely better

They were right - about two weeks is the charm and I have been steadily getting some movement back over the last few days. Thank heavens. I have taken leave from work to rest and recover, which was a very good idea, and generally eating slowly and going for short walks. The cat (and husband) have been delighted to have me at home, which is nice.

We did a short quiet trip to Melbourne to see number two graduate from univesity! Can you believe it, three years has passed so quickly from our perspective, although life changing for the student. University of Melbourne has it as a well oiled machine, this was just the ceremony for the Faculty of Fine Arts and Music, so the entertainment interludes were of higher quality and the students were a little bit quirkier. 

This is the traditional photo of what you actually see when your child graduates from uni. Not much. Then back to the flat for Thai takeaway, I wasn't up for the big celebration dinner ... number two drove back with us and is staying for Christmas which is really really nice. Before back to Melbourne and on to the next adventure, whatever that may be! A career in the theatre is apparently totally a thing, it just seems strange to my public servant brain. 

Best laid plans ... completely derailed

Here are two photos from Saturday a week and a half ago - firstly a picture of my suitcase for an overseas trip to show what it looks like when you're on an official parliamentary delegation and responsible for the official parliamentary gifts! Everything in bubble wrap is a gift, and I am expected to poke my clothes and essentials for a week away around the edges. Which I am proud to say I did, although it took most of the day, in a wonderful example of tetris packing, including the closed in shoes for the factory visits and the tropical formal wear for the cocktail receptions ... 

But it was all for nothing because this is the next photo from Saturday evening from the emergency department (yes, I took a selfie, sue me). 

I had noticed some strange stiffness in my mouth on Friday morning, but ignored it, then as it got worse on Saturday, then I noticed I couldn't wink at all, then that whole side of the face was completely paralysed, then my speech starting slurring ... so we finally went off to the ED. They had me in a gown in a bed in about ten minutes from arrival and suggested I should have come in immediately I noticed something .. fair enough.  I had already checked in for my flights the next morning so I described what I was planning on doing to the doctor who gave me that special look for the delusional and said "I STRONGLY recommend you do not do that" so I didn't. 

After lots of tests and scans they diagnosed bell's palsy, which is a surprisingly common facial paralysis, often of unknown cause, although stress is involved and also vaccinations! As a conscientious public servant I had got myself vaccinated for EVERY possible disease for my trip to places without hospitals, and it must have tipped me over the edge. Work sent me some flowers which was very sweet and this is me smiling happily with them. But just on the one side.

The only cure is rest and time (and a short course of steroids) so I have been sitting at home, slowly coming to the realisation just how mental the last couple of months had been, and perhaps I shouldn't do things like that to myself and expect not to have some consequences. It can last days or months, but most people start improving at the two-week mark, so fingers crossed. In the meantime I spill a lot of coffee on myself and try not to talk to strangers because I sound (and look) ridiculous.