Poste Restante

The Painter, whose life has been Far Too Interesting as of late has the feeling of, as the Swedish saying goes, "living in a trunk". Something semi-nomadic, something like this:

(With heartfelt thanks to old friend Marie who dared me to capture this feeling.)

One is concentrating on things that can be done on the fly, less bound by a fixed address; giving private lessons et al. (I am currently pestering Stockholm with this modest little flyer.)

The bird would be a common blackbird but blue looks better in water pigments. So this is my bluebird...

And perhaps it lives here: