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Very, that's why the best advice is... to ignore this kind of advice. I suppose it's hard to know what's bad advice sometimes but still

Yeah I always think of this as "what would be the thing that smashes this character's worldview and requires a journey to reconcile" rather that "lets lock this character in a murder dungeon for no reason"

The first of those is so funny because clearly some rich guy came along at the turn of the 16th century and was like "these are fashionable now! You should make one!", but it clearly doesn't fit the older fabric of the chapel. So it almost looks suspended from nothing

The interior of a narrow medieval church chapel. Either side is arcaded with tall stone arches set in white walls. At the far end is a tall window full of stained glass above an altar with a green cloth. The chapel ceiling has an unusual fan vault.

The interior of a fan-vaulted stone passageway. Each section is made from a desert of stone ribs arranged radially around a point, creating semicircular conoids that meet at their apexes, creating a fanning effect.

Fan vaults? Fan vaults.

A tiny light brown moth with partly orange wings and a long proboscus hovers over deep purple buddleia flowers.

Just seen my first hummingbird hawk moth!

for me, I'm now 9 weeks into a painting 😅

Piece or, not peace of, ugh. But you get the point. Art that takes a while gets complicated and messy with emotions

Especially if your life kinda shifts as you make it. Now you're putting something else into it that wasn't there when you started, and kinda lose what you already put in there at the beginning. Now does that add layers of meaning to the peace of muddle its core premise??

Many artists have talked about how something they made now doesn't quite mean the same thing in retrospect as when they first made it

I think sometimes if a painting goes on for a long time before it's done, the same is true. The feelings and ideas that inspired it get recontectualised maybe

... You didn't rewatch it before The Return??????

I was thinking utter cacophony

Would singing nettles be better or worse than stinging nettles

Yeah I wanna paint I guess but also life is chaos in a way that makes painting 200 singing nettles daunting

It'll be closed for a few years now!

What do you mean I actually have to paint if I want to pretend to be an artist what kinda bullshit is this?? I should be able to coast purely on the idea of painting anything

oh you mean these? No glowing eyes yet though

A path alongside a crop field lined by trees under a clear sky in twilight

A path alongside a crop field lined by trees under a clear sky in twilight

Darkness darkness

A deep orange Sunday over a field of brown mature wheat

A country track at dusk, bordered on one side by a great field and green hedges on the other, leading alongside a field to a tall electricity pylon

It's getting late in the evening

Your bat secretary? 😉

...I did think that a little bit

That Simon Jenkins, given his entire career being built on writing about and the appreciation of historic architecture, would say something so utterly brain-dead does somewhat reinforce my dislike of his ubiquity in the field. You can't seem to talk old buildings without his name appearing.

My first time seeing one! Never seen the moth in person

A very large green caterpillar of the Privet Hawk Moth rests on the side of an old wooden shed

Green sausage

Roe deer, two juveniles!

Two juvenile roe deer with light brown fur, dark noses, and large ears pointed up stand in the sunlit grass of the corner of a field beside a hedge.

Met this cute pair on my walk

The underside of a leafy green tree against a backdrop of blue sky and scattered white clouds

Why waste time at home staring blankly at the walls when I can waste time out here in the shade of a tree miles away from home

Rat friend

A quiet river scene. Clear reflective water is surrounded by verdant green foliage lining the water's edge, and trees with hanging leafy branches stand beside the river. Some ways down the river among some greenery, a small white sheep drinks from the water.

The exterior of the empty churchyard of a small rural medieval church built of light coloured stone, standing against a partly cloudy blue sky. The churchyard, dotted with many leaning headstones, stands in the shade is a tall cedar tree on the left of the frame. The grass is short and brown and dry.

A small group of sheep with black and white fur and faces and light coloured wool stands in a field of long dry brown grass. The sheep closest is facing the camera attentively.

Rivers, Medieval Churches, and Sheep

I want to boo this but I can't