DOMINIKA, FRIENDS, FAMILY AND ‘ME MAM’..,
.., thanks for all the support and being there!
Well, I thought I wasn’t altogether sure where I was going with this blog thing, but after the absolutely unexpected and shocking death of my mother, I’m not really sure about anything right now! And, being back in England for the last couple of weeks was just ‘a bit’ peculiar to say the least.
... As far as these things can, everything went ok with the funeral etc., and, lame excuses aside, for I've got to say that not having much to do with my family for too many years than I care to admit, if there's anything good to come out of Audrey’s death, it's that it's brought me, my dad, sister and brother, and a very special cousin, who knows who she is, back together just a bit more than I ever thought possible – even though they're still as ‘f*cked up’ and as mad as it gets ;-) it feels good to have sorted through some stuff with them! And, to see all my nieces and nephews properly for the first time was brilliant – they’re all utterly fantastic, if not all a bit off their trollies themselves ;-) Perhaps because he’s the only other ‘artist’ in the family and just a little older than the others, it was particularly nice to hit it off with my brothers eldest son, and while having a 'few' beers together, it was cool to be told in his own words that, in meeting me, “there actually was another normal Brewster walking the planet”!
It really has been a traumatic and queer couple of weeks however, and although I can’t claim to be as close to my mam as either my younger sister and elder brother, we were close nonetheless, and when this tragedy sinks in I’m going to miss her like crazy - a woman who can be described, yes, with all her faults, as a kind and fun loving lass who took no shit from anyone.
Not the best of circumstances to see mates and family really then, and God, I must admit that it's a bloody relief to be back in Poland – just to be able to flop for a bit and get my head round all this! Dominika’s been simply wonderful in keeping things ticking over in Warsaw, and seeing her beautiful smiling face searching for me as I passed through customs had me welling up uncontrollably; and I dunno - cliché certainly, but perhaps this blog/diary thing might just prove to be the kind of therapy I need right now.
For sure, the plan to paint just seems a little difficult to comprehend at the moment - although I suppose I mustn’t let it slide. Thankfully stuff here however is picking up a bit... I managed to get my first bit of paid work a couple of days ago, which is a huge relief – some proof reading from a mate called Daniel – not a lot of it, but should be more where it came from, and more regular proof reading is on the cards from a second source - Andrzej, a great friend of Dominika's who runs a translation business of his own! Mind you, it's not as easy as I thought it might be, but it takes little thought and it's fun to think that your own bad interpretation of bad English will find it's way into government documents, newspapers and novels etc… Am also really trying to pick up where I left off with the painting I was doing before I left for England, but as I’ve already said, although it’s proving hard to put anywhere near is required, I quite simply mustn’t let it go completely! A missed meeting must be re-arranged with the Gallery I was supposed to have shown some work to before I had to leave – A bit nervous about it, as it's over three weeks ago I promised to meet with them – but hey, they should surely understand why I buggered up..? It's a bloody promising opportunity too. The Gallery, which is situated in the centre of Warsaw and within walking distance of the flat also doubles up as a very trendy café frequented by the right kind of loaded buyers – Government Officials, Lawyers, Film Stars etc... It's part owned by an American woman, so language for a change should prove to be straightforward!
Actually, on that note, suppose I'd better get on with some work! For now - Thanks again everyone…
Well, I thought I wasn’t altogether sure where I was going with this blog thing, but after the absolutely unexpected and shocking death of my mother, I’m not really sure about anything right now! And, being back in England for the last couple of weeks was just ‘a bit’ peculiar to say the least.
... As far as these things can, everything went ok with the funeral etc., and, lame excuses aside, for I've got to say that not having much to do with my family for too many years than I care to admit, if there's anything good to come out of Audrey’s death, it's that it's brought me, my dad, sister and brother, and a very special cousin, who knows who she is, back together just a bit more than I ever thought possible – even though they're still as ‘f*cked up’ and as mad as it gets ;-) it feels good to have sorted through some stuff with them! And, to see all my nieces and nephews properly for the first time was brilliant – they’re all utterly fantastic, if not all a bit off their trollies themselves ;-) Perhaps because he’s the only other ‘artist’ in the family and just a little older than the others, it was particularly nice to hit it off with my brothers eldest son, and while having a 'few' beers together, it was cool to be told in his own words that, in meeting me, “there actually was another normal Brewster walking the planet”!
It really has been a traumatic and queer couple of weeks however, and although I can’t claim to be as close to my mam as either my younger sister and elder brother, we were close nonetheless, and when this tragedy sinks in I’m going to miss her like crazy - a woman who can be described, yes, with all her faults, as a kind and fun loving lass who took no shit from anyone.Not the best of circumstances to see mates and family really then, and God, I must admit that it's a bloody relief to be back in Poland – just to be able to flop for a bit and get my head round all this! Dominika’s been simply wonderful in keeping things ticking over in Warsaw, and seeing her beautiful smiling face searching for me as I passed through customs had me welling up uncontrollably; and I dunno - cliché certainly, but perhaps this blog/diary thing might just prove to be the kind of therapy I need right now.
For sure, the plan to paint just seems a little difficult to comprehend at the moment - although I suppose I mustn’t let it slide. Thankfully stuff here however is picking up a bit... I managed to get my first bit of paid work a couple of days ago, which is a huge relief – some proof reading from a mate called Daniel – not a lot of it, but should be more where it came from, and more regular proof reading is on the cards from a second source - Andrzej, a great friend of Dominika's who runs a translation business of his own! Mind you, it's not as easy as I thought it might be, but it takes little thought and it's fun to think that your own bad interpretation of bad English will find it's way into government documents, newspapers and novels etc… Am also really trying to pick up where I left off with the painting I was doing before I left for England, but as I’ve already said, although it’s proving hard to put anywhere near is required, I quite simply mustn’t let it go completely! A missed meeting must be re-arranged with the Gallery I was supposed to have shown some work to before I had to leave – A bit nervous about it, as it's over three weeks ago I promised to meet with them – but hey, they should surely understand why I buggered up..? It's a bloody promising opportunity too. The Gallery, which is situated in the centre of Warsaw and within walking distance of the flat also doubles up as a very trendy café frequented by the right kind of loaded buyers – Government Officials, Lawyers, Film Stars etc... It's part owned by an American woman, so language for a change should prove to be straightforward!
Actually, on that note, suppose I'd better get on with some work! For now - Thanks again everyone…
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