My studio sits atop Sion Hill and overlooks the valley that cradles Bath. My daily walk to the studio is punctuated by looking up at the sky through tall trees lining the little lane that connects the Royal Avenue to the Royal Crescent; taking in the textures on the pavement; breathing in the lovely rose bush on the corner house; looking at the tiny wild flowers sprinkled all over the dazzling green grass. (How can green be so greeeeeeeeeen?!)These and a hundred such details make my daily ritual a delight. By the time I get to the top of the hill, I'm invariably slightly out of breath (does it ever get easier?), but the views more that make up for the lactic acid crystals.
The walk back home is equally delightful, listening to the quiet rustling of leaves down the lane from school and then walking downhill by elegant Georgian houses. Watching tiny cycles or swanky sports cars parked outside, I love to imagine the lives of their owners. Walking past St James Square, I usually stop over at Quest Gallery. The Gallery hosts really exciting exhibitions and I am yet to find one that I have not enjoyed immensely. The one that's on at the moment is Prints and Sculptures by Richard Watkins. Liked the prints.
I keep returning to one particular stretch of pavement. More on that in the next post.
