Remember my last post when I couldn't find the camera. I pointed in the direction of the girl's and K. I was wrong. I found the camera yesterday. It was tucked up nice and cosy in my knitting basket. So cosy and comfy and well, hidden. Luckily I had been quite relaxed about the lack of camera. I did not rant. I did not stamp or scream and actually I did not search high and low for it. I did, however, laugh out loud when I found it. I also chuckled quite a lot when I told Nellie and Belle. They thought it was highly amusing and Belle did say 'Gosh I really did think it was me'. Obviously it wasn't. Well a little late but better than never some photos of Donna Wilson's work at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park.
This way please
The rug under this little chap's feet was amazing. He was really rather splendid too.
Donna's art work was really enchanting. I loved it. It made me want to get out the paints and have a go.
Just having a nap!
Looks a little sly - see how far apart his eyes are!
Inuit kisses
Let's make a nest!
I thought I had taken more photo's than this but at least it gives you a taste of Donna's work.
The Sculpture Park is well worth a visit and I am sure we will be back soon.
