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Monday 22nd October

This time 3 years ago I was getting ready to open The Paint Pit. I had been seeing Shaughan for a week and life was fantastic and going at a frantic speed.
I had talked to my Gran for the last time as just 1 week after opening the studio she passed away and left a massive whole in my heart, in many ways than one.
I still missing her lovely voice and big cuddles. I will always be thankful for the time we spent together, love you Gran x.

It has been a heck of a journey and I find it hard to see how I have fit everything into these few years! Oh how nice it is to have a break have a clear mind, relax and find new dreams.

I just finished watching Orlando Clairmont find out who his father really was, Philip Clairmont on TV ones great art show artsville and it was fantastic! That programme always gets me excited! I have always like Philip's bright colours he uses in his paintings and I share his love of painting on hesium. Seeing him talk about his work and life, I gained a much better knowledge of what he was about. I love what he said about painting people 'It is better than painting an object as they have souls'.
The fact that he doesn't think about the colour and that he uses his intuition. I have always been like this with colour and I don't like to over complicate my work by thinking too much as it stops the flow.
Philip had a passion and an escape with his art.

Tony Fomison one of Philip's mate, when he was in Auckland, is one of my favourite NZ painters. I can't stop looking at his paintings, they hypnotize me. I was in Te Papa and spent just as long looking at this one painting than I did 10 other paintings. While I was there I also got to see another one of my Favourite painter work Colin McCahon which gave me goose bumps. That was a pretty special day for me. The Royal Collection of Drawing was also on exhibition and I got to see Leonardo da Vinci and many more wonderful artists drawings. I had to get the book, so when I open the pages I can day dream of being there again.

I enjoy heading down to Wellington and Te Papa is always the activity that takes up most of my time there. The last trip was on a bus ran by the Sargeant Gallery and we got to have afternoon tea with and got introduced to some special people there, they were all very kind and made the visit even more special! We are so blessed to be in this country and to have all these wonderful people and culture. It makes getting up in the morning very special.

It's 1.07am and the doorbell just rang and it was a policeman, talk about random! He wanted me to come downstairs. So I woke Shaughan up and made him go down as I'm in my dressing gown. Do you know what he wanted? Help with a bike that was done there. Maybe he saw me sitting here typing away? Poor Shaughan but he has gone back to bed now and I hope he has sweet dreams.

We went and picked up the newest member to our family, yes it's a Ford and it's like driving a tank compared with the zx. I have to say I have always been a Holden girl ever since I can remember, Dad had a Holden Ute it had it's own smell and it was choice! Dad, Ness and I travelled many miles together in that Ute. I'm really wanting to scan some of my old photos now and upload them maybe 2mora.

I spent a lot of the day working on www.freewebs.com/denitatizard and learning about how the site runs. I'm really impressed with www.freewebs.com and how much they give you to play with and it's free.

Right it is bed time for me my wrist has had enough!

Good night and many beautiful blessings to you x

P.S Happy Birthday to those lucky people to have it on this special day.

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