Like all the very best procrastinators, I have had an enormously

enjoyable time plotting these pictures in my head and buying

loads of 'essential' crap.

 

Of course now I've come to start my AMAZING project its frankly

a bit of an anti-climax, my wild dreams of internet cult stardom

that I've been nurturing were much more fun.

 

So is this the end of 50 years of not doing, not applying myself,

not getting off my arse, not thinking I can, not having faith, not

having confidence, not Just-Switching-Off-My-Television-Set-and-Going-to-Do-Something-Less-Boring-Instead?

 

I have set myself a 12-month goal - One tiny picture, photo, words, thoughts, almost every week to mark my 50th year on this fabulous planet, culminating in a big mosaic of randomness that will mark my half a century.

 

I've managed to free up a room at home, into which I have deposited all my many and varied art supplies accumulated over the years.

 

Lets see what comes out.