Why I love Wednesdays.

Wednesdays for me are magical. The evenings are set in their own little timewarp.



This is a place of mystery and delight.



Over 11 years now and I still love to go here for painting.



I love to be here in all weathers and humours. It is a balm for my soul.



In the Summer we paint into the dark of the night listening to the grain trailers being hauled from the fields.



In the Winter we listen to the rain and wind.



It has become so much more than a class.



These women are my role models.

My inspiration and my passion.

I take guidance from them. Sometimes sought.



Sometimes not.



I sing to them (however unintentionally).



These women are my friends.