While posting blurred phone photos every night holds a certain charm, I was curious to know what the images would look like scanned in properly and cleaned up.
The answer seems to be 'more polished-looking', but possibly also, 'less immediate'. Also - it's pretty amazing what you can do with Photoshop and a sheet of grubby old paper.
Anyway, for mockduck completists, here they are. It's ok, I don't expect you to read the whole set again. There are a few additions, mind you - little drawings that I added later.
I kind of wish I had time to do this every day, though let's face it, an average working day in front of the computer doesn't yield many pretty wrappers and views.
One welcome, but unexpected, side-effect of this diary is that it's consolidated something for me: I think this format would work really well for the cartoon book I want to do about running (when you're non-sporty and in your forties. Hey, that rhymes).
This is *such* an unflattering rendition of The Boy!
One small thing I forgot to include is that Bernard Leach lived in the same complex that our holiday flat was part of. In our 'welcome' folder was a page about the property's erstwhile inhabitant, a David Allen, apparently a well-known character around St Ives, and an organ player. He was a friend of Bernard Leach's.
On our last day, we found a painting of the property as it was in the Eighties, including a large pot. Perhaps one of Leach's?