4 to 9°C, clear & bright. But there’s a long streak of mustard brown coming over from Rugely power station.

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00.40am. Woken by the most chilling, piercing screaming from an almost unnatural sounding source. It echoed around the brownfield site back there in the icy air, in a complex mix of baby-crying, injured animal sound  with wolf-howl urgency. I suspect foxes. Not  fox, there were two sounds intermingling. Perhaps a pair of foxes intermingling .

It echoed for real around the yards and still does in my head. A sticking thought.

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Linseed: SubCutaniuous has hair now. It’s ginger, which is more complex than it seems. It took some working up- with cadmium orange (obviously) B.Umber, T white and chrome yellow. And, since I was on, I put another glaze on skin tones, just to work up the lustre. What fun seeing it develop each day- I like this one.

 

As before, I will pass on the photograph today, you’ll have to wait.