Thursday, January 20, 2011

Artsy Thursday it is

  1. “One of those is mine!” says Jay as we walk beneath the hanging mobiles of house-drawings in the hallway.
  2. As I rush down the street I notice a little girl in a big purple knitted wolly cap.
  3. It’s midnight and I am shivering cold but I've completed the story book translation on one sitting and I’m happy. Why do I do it? Nobody asked me to, nobody’s paying, it’s just for my own pleasure to pick up a story in Slovenian and dive into translating it at my best.

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