Because of my unrepentant dilettantism, I’ve finally hit the limit on interests as I woke up thinking how much I like Henry Fuseli‘s paintings… now I have to look at the list and am faced with the awkward task of comparatively evaluating things I love and trying to figure out which one is better/ which one says more about me/ which one will provide an in with the love of my life…
It’s proving too difficult for this morning- holding Ethiopian Food in one hand and a Swiss painter’s oeuvre in the other. Probably the sort of question that shouldn’t be asked on an empty stomach.