Happy New Year!
It's early days but I hope your annual blank canvas is showing the promise of a future masterpiece.
Forget resolutions: those are all about unrealistic, goody two-shoes behaviour and inevitably doomed to failure. I strongly urge that you tear up your new gym membership immediately and save yourself an 11.5 month guilt trip. Any one of these next 365 days could be our last, so walk with a friend instead, sing loud, open the wine, bake a big fat pie, smile at a stranger, read for hours in the bath, tango across your kitchen, LOVE.
Whatever you get up to, thank you very much for being here and supporting my artwork. I wish you all the very best for a happy year ahead.