Another oil on board with my trusty palette knife. I’ve been using it so much recently, I think I can now deftly repoint the stonework outside the gallery. Hmm. Maybe I should’ve thought of that earlier, as the river is on its way back up again. Finger’s crossed there isn’t a replay of the 2013 floods. That was a Venetian Christmas Eve if there ever was one!
Oo I could could call this painting Swan Lake, but that’s tempting fate…