I'm painting again, at last. Sometimes, I think, arty-folk just lose their motivation, for all kinds of reasons and it's hard to break-out again.
I was re-awakened by a return to my Cornish roots in St Ives. The place still runs red with the blood of my ancestors. I went into the museum with my hubby, only to discover that I was related to both of the people on the desk, on both sides of my family! They sent me to the Archive Centre, where a lady who had worked there for many years, greeted me, hugged me and explained that she had always hoped that a close family member would walk through that door, looking for their family tree, but until t