I’m writing this while I wait for the chestnuts to roast in the oven. The evenings are stunning and colourful, but it is cold now, today was the first cold day. I’m sorry I don’t write as much as I used to; I think about it every day, I think about what I should do but don’t do. It’s very unproductive.
Those of you who are in the Stockholm area might be interested to know that some of Steiner’s blackboard drawings are on display at Artipelag gallery. It’s far away and hideously expensive, and I’m not sure I will bother going there. Here’s the poster, anyway, spotted today (you’ll recognize the slightly silly drawing to the right):