Quiet house, tucked away

Microclimates are visibly noticeable right now, with the springtime transition well progressed in some places, while spots like this one remain snow blanketed, lodged in winter.

Waiting for Finnish Springtime

I am in rural Finland, 60 km NW of Tampere, staying at Arteles Creative Centre on their 'Comic Blast!' program. While here I will be getting out and about, discovering first-hand about farming practices in the region, how people utilise natural resources in this age of ever-increasing technology and urbanisation. There has been plenty of snow in my first week, which - fabulous as it is - I am pleased to see receding and revealing the earth beneath, for the simple fact I will be able to move around without falling in snow drifts constantly.

Bringing in the lambs because it's blowing a blizzard

I spent 3 days in The Peak District's Hope Valley with a farming family, a visit which not only involved early lambs but also heaps of spectacular snow. I came to understand that there is not one moment when a farmer's workday is over, and it is truly a group effort keeping one going.

Veles Ensemble rehearsal

Rehearsal / project planning for collaborating with this fantastic string trio. Having sat through this morning's rehearsal I'm keener than ever!

On the ward at Guy's Hospital

Don't know why I've never thought of doing this before, a great drawing opportunity I'll make use of on future visits. The NHS is on my mind a lot these days, it's under such threat of privatisation. I know it's not always perfect, I've had some frustrating experiences myself, but they're FAR outweighed by the fantastic care I've received. Love the NHS.

Front row scribble heap 8/2/18 Club Integral's fundraiser for Resonance FM

13 acts playing 13 minutes each. Seems that I was on a 'draw one skip one' policy that eve.

Bob Drake and his 3 minute / 50 second pop wonders

Mandolin and fiddle from the No Frills Folk Band

Quite loud and quite fantastic 'Two Horns' (with their umpteen effects pedals)

Glowering Figs

Strayaway Child. The phantom tin whistler on the right also had a pretty wooden shruti box, but alas it wasn't mic'd  up so we couldn't hear it being played. That's a new thing for The List then, to hear one being played live.

'Robin the Fog' : conjuring grand sounds from humble tape. Took me back to ye olde 'mending a cassette with sellotape' days.

Everyone hanging in the Waitrose cafe