Yesterday’s glorious late summer was spent painting outside Cultivate in the sun (while the walking tours of Americans came in, took selfies of themselves with the art and told the their guide that it was more interesting than the boring galleries he was taking them too. “Not worth bothering going in here” he had said on his was back from the tedium of the big white cube behind the closed black door down the street, how Vyner Street has entertained me for the last three years).

The Indian Summer of 2014 Part One, Two and Three is what I was painting when the American’s and their reluctant guide came it. They’re on the wall and in the on-line shop now. They might be joined by more for an impromptu “show” in a park or field next week…