Kernowtastic

Back to Cornwall again, but only a week this time..

Here's the view of Tate St Ives while lazing on Porthmeor beach (again). It's a little watercolour postcard - which survived Royal Mail *phew!*

The timing of my trip back down there was to see the final exhibition that I should have been in. It was wonderful to see how my peeps had progressed in a mere five months, and where they'd ended up.

It was a lovely experience right up until the end when three of my former college comrades were all in the studio at once. The comments about how well I looked now compared to when I left (due to that house mate debacle), added to feedback about my own work and talents, along with encouragement and "thank goodness you're going back to college, would be such a waste if not" etc... Well, slightly overwhelming to say the least. I fled in tears, embarassed by my apparent instability and totally confused by my reaction (I'd thought that I was now completely fine about it all).

Still, I'm glad I went. Very.

The camping and the sunny beachy part of the holiday are another story..