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Business as usual

Now that I'm on the transplant list I don't open all my time thinking about it thankfully. I'm just getting on with things as usual. I've given pride of place to this little pink painting I did because the colours are so pretty. I've started few more pictures with pinks which is just a pleasing colour to paint with.

Apart from painting I managed to make it to the singing group where we sang this lovely African American spiritual:

Watch the stars, see how they run;

Watch the stars, see how they run;

You know the stars run down at the setting of that sun;

Watch the stars, see how they run.

Watch the wind, see how it blows;

Watch the wind, see how it blows;

You know the wind shall blow, when the sun's going down;

Watch the wind, and see how it blows.

Watch the moon, see how it glows;

Watch the moon, see how it glows;

You know the moon's gonna glow, when the sun goes down;

Watch the moon, see how it glows.

Watch the stars, see how they run;

Watch the stars, see how they run;

You know the stars run down at the setting of that sun;

Watch the stars, see how they run.

My painter this week is one of the original cubists Roger Bissiere:

Although I say I'm just getting on with things there is a sense of unreality; I can't quite identify with myself as somebody who's on the list for a lung transplant. It's the sort of thing that happens to other people. Anyway I am sure I won't be called this week and will be posting as usual.

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